The Rocks Of The Small Bay Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

The Rocks Of The Small Bay

The rocks of the small bay
They hang from the cliff
Falling prone and propense
Yet somewhat staying
Borne by the hands of centuries that passed
Transparent in he nights
And lights of ghosts.
For restless, restless walked
The Shroud Crowds under the moon-light.

Monday, October 16, 2023
Topic(s) of this poem: ghosts
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