The Sea By Night Poem by Nero CaroZiv

The sea at night is not peaceful, it is utterly uncalm,
The struggling, scudding foaming waves sound the dreadful alarm
The savage winds abrasive, feverishly court the waves
Rejected, they continue upon the surf to sweep into the rocky caves

The night-high tide solemn, rakes upon the stony shore;
its echo moaning along the rugged cliffs and chalky ivory caves
Mourns the hoarse ocean, suffocating seeming to deplore
Expose all shipwrecks that are buried in his restless agitated craves

Into the mined by corrosive tides, of the hollow rock
The waves rushed pushing, climbing, sprinting to its turf height,
Falling back to relentless shakes with long-resounding broken shock,
Loud, dire thundering on the ear of sullen dreadful night;

Again and again in relentless endless train of unearthly attire
Like the long swaying, dancingtongues of consuming fire
The waves bounce hitting the fall prone rock
There once upon its peak thrived a nest of a family duck

Above the desolate and stormy deep unrest,
Gleams the wan moon, in gloom by floating mist depressed;
The light towers on vexed shore stand wrapped in blanket of foam
The sea is not quite, the sun is shy reclusive at the bells of withdrawing dawn

Where is Nature's nurture and calming soft nurse
By wrath or by rage Nature lend us it's curse




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