Tuesday, 23 October 2012

As Distant Dark Nears

One doesn’t find it impossible:
An ear held to the waves,
If kept still for long enough,
If held strong against the current
That breaks and rebuilds, ceaselessly, angrily,
Can hear the ringing,
Far into the deep waters,
As far and dark as a coastal shelf,
Between which all manner of life bellows and drowns.


Anonymous said...

Like the dark imagery!

Brian Miller said...

wow powerful piece...like holding a shell to your ear...but this to a wave...chilling ending to this as well...

Mary said...

Beautifully expressed.

Thanks for taking part in Poetry Jam. Hope you will take part again. You will have more responses if you participate earlier in the prompt cycle....