The Sweet Coffin Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

The Sweet Coffin



The sweet coffin
Round
Go round
Without a sound.

Bare is the night
Frowning starlight
A small rill growls
On trees wise owls

And on the sea
Spirits swift flow
Shades of the past
Sad shades
More sad will grow.

Thursday, August 14, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: death
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