sitting beside the dark river
watching the inky water flow
though balmy, i feel a shiver
abyss, but for a moon lit glow
in the rippling liquid metal
aside blinding light from the moon
i see loping letters settle
in lyrics of an unsung tune
i don’t fear the talking waters
nor the dirge they write for me
for in life we’re all but squatters
i dread the river’s gift lost to a cold sea
One should fear dark waters more than bright fires,
for water killed more men than any fire ever did.
But one day the sun will set us all free,
and vaporize all evil dark waters on this world.
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There are a couple of stand-out lines here “…i see loping letters settle / in lyrics of an unsung tune…” and “…in life we’re all but squatters…” Great writing: I really enjoyed this piece.
The sea refuses no river.
cheers
phill
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Thanks.
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