Wednesday, July 20, 2011

Seaboard Love Song

A high wind blows across the sea
And lightning flashes through the night,
Upsetting crows upon a scree
That rise on black wings to the heights.

On such a night as this was born
A maid of storm and salt and brine
Whose coming wails a song forlorn,
Alas! I cry --- she won't be mine.

A wild woman, feral but fair,
She swims among the rocks and mist
In tides and pools I'd never dare
But I would drown for just one kiss.

She scorns the shore and mocks the sand
And laughs at those upon the beach.
But I, a coward, hug the land!
Sweet sea maid, ever out of reach.

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