The Closed Sea
The Closed Sea
by Michael R. Burch
These are the narrows of my soul—
dark waters pierced by eerie, haunting screams.
And these uncharted islands bleakly home
wild nightmares and deep, strange, forbidding dreams.
Please don’t think to find pearls’ pale, unearthly glow
within its shoals, nor corals in its reefs.
For, though you seek to salvage Love, I know
that vessel lists, and night brings no relief.
Pause here, and look, and know that all is lost;
then turn, and go; let salt consume, and rust.
This sea is not for sailors, but the damned
who lingered long past morning, till they learned
why it is named:
Mare Clausum.
Keywords/Tags: Sea, Ocean, Narrows, Islands, Dark, Darkness, Water, Waters, Wave, Waves, Shoals, Reefs, Scream, Screams, Dream, Dreams, Nightmare, Nightmares, Pearl, Pearls, Coral, Corals, Vessel, Ship, Boat, Night, Salt, Rust, Sailors, Tars, Damned
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