The Sea
ON A NORTHERN DOCK. THE LIGHTHOUSE SHINES OVER THE SEA, WHILE
THE MOON DISAPPEARS INTO THE NIGHT. THE FRENCHMENS RESTORES
THEIR ENGINE FOR THEIR BOAT TO TRAVEL THROUGH ALASKA. BOARDING
THEIR BOAT WITH NESTS TO CATCH THE FRIST BITE OF SCALY
CLIMPS.THEIR STOMACHS GO HUNGRY. LISTEN QUITELY WHILE THE SEA
HOWLS THE NIGHT AIR.
ALONG DOWN THE SEA A GLEMMED GLEM APPEARED. THE FRENCHMENS
STOOD IN STRANED. A MYSTERIOUS FOG STUNNED AROUND THEM,
SPINNING THE BOAT ITO A HURRICANE. FALL DOWN THE FRENCHMENS
AND THEIR BOAT. FELLED INTO A WHOLE OF DISATERS. THE WAVES MOVED
LIKED A SOUNDING PIANO OFALTO. THE SEA WAS EMPTY.
YEARS TO COME OF ACCIDENTLY APPERANCE. BEING FORGOTTEN THEY
EVER LIVED. A GROUP OF HAPPY IRISHMENS TRAVEL ALONG THE SEA
SINGING HAPPY SONGS OF LOVE. THEY BEGAN TO FEEL A COLD BREEZE.
FLASHING OF A LIGHTHOUSE THAT HAVE'NT BEEN SEEN IN YEARS APPEAR
BEFORE THEY EYES.
A HUGE TIDAL WAVE WIND AROUND THEM, FLUSHING THEM IN A DEEP
WATERLY HOLE. FIGHTING FORTHEIR LIFE. THEY SAW 12 FRENCHMENS
DRESSED IN DIRTY CLIMPY CLOTHES. THEIR BODIES WERE IN RESTRAINTS-
NO LONGER MOVED. THEY WERE SWEPTED INTO DEATH FOREVER-NOT
REMEMBER. EACH IRISHMEN VANISHED ONE BY ONE. ANOTHER HUNDRED
YEARS TO COME. AT THEIR RETURN TO THE SEA. WHO EVER LIE BEFORE -
REST IN PEACE FOREVER. THE SEA WILL BE CLAIM BY DEATH OF THE
FFISHINGMENS WHO TRAVEL ALONG THE SEA.
Copyright © Robin Brown | Year Posted 2007
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