Fragments torn from a greater whole
The filigree edge of the country's soul
Shot sky high from the Earth's abyss
Cold and wet as a small child's kiss
Shingle singing in the dead of night
Shining islands of reflected light
Each one unique crack hard and clean
Washed by the tide's endless regime
Seduced by the moon's unseen attraction
Reclaimed by the Earth's faithful reaction
Scattered long before the fall
Rock of Ages cleft for us all
Sean Joyce © 2008
this is beautifull...I am lucky enough to live by the sea in NZ and it always fills me with joy to look out at the waves...thank you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
You have a wonderful musical style with words. Adeline