Beside Ocean Pier Poem by Marck Riggins

Time wandered along the divide in nether light
Lost, amidst the reverent descent by heaven’s soft wall,
An anemic obscurity swallows all symmetry
In a mosaic of nebulous contours

Three ships of tall mast wait to sail
Out the hidden harbor, eluding
the near invisible pier and its scant remains
Near a bleak shoreline, forsaken.

Into the plush encompassing veil
Reverberating bells chime, encounter each swell
Anchored sleeping hush which forbade days illume,
Now by vessels forward sheets gashed that pallid gloom