The wind takes an eardrum,
and fills it with hail.
The waves crash beyond me
on an unbeaten trail.
There are men here who think
they’ve found victory and wealth,
but the giant’s run-off,
and left for his health.
Reanimator
nightlife sordid rouge escapes
bridge of troll sighs
CAUSEWAY VIEW
Scotland’s west coast
Untidy, uncivilized, ragged,
Flings its hands
Graspingly at the ocean:
Its long bony green fingers,
Its immediate mountains,
Surprisingly close. Its suddenness
Across the steel-grey dark sea
With heavy clouds threatening
From Beinn na Lice to here -
Dark and Menacing.
……………………………………………………………………………..
NOTE
Standing on the Giant’s Causeway in Northern Ireland, you are only 13 miles
west of the Scottish coast, which can appear dramatically out of the mist.
A catastrophic collision
Caused by two careering cars
Created chaos on the causeway
Crumpling chrome and carbon parts
The chime of crunching metal
The clash of clanging swords
The scream of screeching rubber
Echoed through the mountains gorge
Two opposing forces
Starting distance equal breadth
Sped head long into the canyon
Meeting chaos causing death
Neptune grant me leave
To build a causeway
Across your waters
A barrier reef
To connect two souls
Thor's hammer strong
Will smite these rocks
No mountain chain
Will I endure
Until I
Hold you close
And can kiss
The tears
From your
Cheeks
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