An Ailing Sun Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai
An Ailing Sun
An ailing sun
Now
Today
Will forge through
The Port straits
Low on the horizon
As red dusk
Mounts over Valletta on his steed
And
All the city pines
And a mantle gray
Covers its face.
Just as a passing posse of
Clouds.
The night’s still on its way.
Saturday, March 7, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: death
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