Song for winter

The ocean pounds the rocks and the sky’s
gone to slate,
and it’s the sound of lovers dashed
to pieces, in the mist:
and it’s all we ever wanted,
to disappear to the roar
of the applause and go back
out to sea, to where the earth
ends at the start of the sky,
where we can disappear into the horizon.

About pinklightsabre

William Pearse publishes memoir, travel journals, poetry and prose, and lives in the Pacific Northwest.
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3 Responses to Song for winter

  1. ksbeth says:

    great visual images here )


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