Pare Wharf
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On the seawall a rocky jutting shore
and white breasted gulls and shags flit the sky.
Yes, there was a time but not anymore
I gazed the stars over Whenuapai.
Crazed by lunar tide and hearts asunder -
some Anglo-Saxon lass or native girl,
or some legless dumb fool fallen under
feeding the fishes with a mighty hurl!
Its dark undercurrents reminiscent
and its depths of malaise I drank away,
but now my star glows less incandescent
upon these springs of youth in beard of grey.
By the salt marshes of this cold loch sea
I carved my name for a posterity.
Written: February 1995
Copyright © Keith D Trestrail | Year Posted 2022
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