Sunken Cathedral Six

Huge bronze bells peel muffled engulfed by sea 
above unhearing in depths deaf to thee

drowned the dead the lost tsunami friends
not figuring quick and sharp their ends

black churning death coming from the sea
no distinction twixt them you or me

death some surprise shaken a shock from the sea 
xept not dying in autumn like you or me

God please grant them heavenly peace
God please grant them peace

chancel and naves filled ghostly a new congregation
gentle barnacle claimed pews giving us no separation
Copyright © | Year Posted 2012

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Kendrick Avatar
October 16, 2012 at 3:28 PM
I can just feel the emotion in this one..Enjoyed reading..Sara
Amadore Avatar
October 13, 2012 at 4:04 PM
An interesting and pleasingly unorthodox phrasing and scansion...quite striking, especially in combination with your chosen subject...I enjoyed reading your poem and think it is quite good.
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