The Sibyl - Poseidon
Sleep, Lord Poseidon,
Deep, everlasting sleep
While sailors watch with bated breath
Old planking creaks -
The pitiable, splintering sound -
Old planking creaks
Old sailor,
Splintery-kneed old sailor,
Keeps his watch
With ever a thought of life's futility,
Down deep,
Where dolphins stay
But Lord Poseidon never sleeps
And dolphins play.....
And play
Copyright © Daver Austin | Year Posted 2008
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