Beauty Of The Old Salt-Molt Stone Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai
Beauty Of The Old Salt-Molt Stone
Beauty
Beauty of the old salt-moult stone
How many a night
And blood it saw
For at each duel
A winner was
And a loser
And boiling blood
Today you only age
Remember you past
Not glorious
Realistic
Issuing form Olympus's clouds.
And then
At the end of the duel steps
The house dilapidated
Sworn to ageing
Friday, January 26, 2024
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