The God Of Sea Disasters Poem by Patti Masterman

The God Of Sea Disasters

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I'm shipwrecked wood and plaster,
Wormy statues of maritime disaster,
Chained-shut gates forever after,
Molded louvers closely cloistered.

Burnt out candles on a font,
Roundhouse windows suavely taunt,
Corridors of darkness haunt
Stairs going nowhere- as is his wont.

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so good, a ghostly image, atmosphere, stairs going nowhere, so haunting

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