Verses Be Less Flowing Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

Verses Be Less Flowing



Verses be less flowing
More rare
More parched
Now!

The night is flown
But
The same sadness
Mist-like goes round
The Earth's ways
Around!

O for the roar of the sea
In winter's tempests
By
The shores of Zonqor Point
And further
Further beyond where the
Sea deepens to a black outrage.

I think
I yearn
For the white curly waves
Of winter tempests
Yes
Off Zonqor Point
Beyond
Where my Inner Soul proffers
To fly.

Giddying thoughts
Ruminating fast
A spinning top of
Thoughts!

And
O for the roar of the sea
In winter's tempests
By
The shores of Zonqor Point
And further
Further beyond where the
Sea deepens to a black outreach.

Saturday, December 27, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: life
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