Ingiullik II

 

The sea is swelling again –
The water creeping quickly up the shoreline;
Steadfast.
Deadly, but beautiful.
The moonlight hovers, a cover. A lover.
Coaxing and kneading.
The trees thrash and spin –
A storm has risen within.
In search of its siren
It seeks an end not wilfully played.
Separate.
Disintegrate.
The water creeps hastily up the shoreline.
Its claws digging deeper;
Deadly, but beautiful.

M.

 

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