Short Redbreasts Poems

To the Lands Unknown

I slowly move towards a mount,
beyond which lies a devil's lake—
The lake of death.
Perhaps it is girdled with flowers,
where redbreasts croon in mournful tunes—
The lake of God.
Then it might be a childish fear
to meet lost people over there—
A lake unknown.


Date: 9th June, 2020
Triple Stanza Couplet Tail-Rhyme Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Charles Messina