Sonnet 140, Sea Is Secret... Poem by Peter S. Quinn

Sea is secret and hidden from the eye,
Silences float there in meaningful ways;
Demesne of the shadows - memories that die,
Evinced together in the dark it plays.
Double life in the day and the luring night,
Haunted by souls that were urgent by fate;
With wings from the past that have lost their flight,
When ill-fated shadows their life truncate.
Lonely places with tide that comes and goes,
Billows from the deep - playing sirens themes;
There in the moon gleam - the sea surface flows,
Until the first break of the dawn's sunbeams.
Nocturnal life regions of the silence,
Much is your deep and murky ordinance.