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The Sea, The Storm and The Ship.

Contributed by Natkingcole on Friday, 29th April 2011 @ 06:32:14 AM in AEST
Topic: NaturePoetry

Through alabaster corral, the learned fish swims.
Older than the weed it feeds on, this creature skims the trench,
and glides gracefully over rocks and stone which have melted with
time and salt. Somewhere Melville's Monster lets out a profound
wail that ripples in the deep. The Sea is forgiving to creatures it knows.
In harmony, they live together. The Sun and Moon both dwell with the sea,
and the sea reflects their faces through a clouded mirror, unbreakable and bright.

- A tempest gathers, a ship leaves port, unaware of the sea it seductively courts.
The ship is nice with sails that are white, it knows not of the dangers that will haunt it tonight.-

(The ship rises from the water like a dragon). The masts are tall, the deck is smooth,
the cannons discharge with a crack and a boom! The watcher is lone, the crows nest his throne,
he tells tales of lands, of lands unknown.

The tempest, the anger of Gods not praised, has arrived. With it's fury it creates waves
that could drench a mountain. With a huge foaming fist it smashes the ship and brakes it in half.
Shadows of the dead lie on the surface. The Sea. The Sea accepts the gift given by the storm.
As if by maternal instinct it grasps the broken heap (now it's child) and brings it to the trench.
As if returning to the darkness of womb, the child rests, forever.
The Sea accepts and so do the creatures.

The learned fish finds a new home among the wreck, the child.
And the sun pierces the water, like a child's eye through a beautiful keyhole.

Copyright © Natkingcole ... [ 2011-04-29 06:32:14]
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