A Bad Dream

by

Joyce Hemsley

A gigantic sea-bird flew across,
'twas a wide-winged albatross;
he flew above our tiny town
spreading darkness all around.

The townsfolk shuddered at the sight
of this creature, low in flight.
He landed up on yonder hill, where
crowds of vulchers took their fill.

The dreaded monster was no more.
No trace was left on hill or moor.
But the memory of that sudden fright
haunts our dreams - destroys our night.

We pray that there will never be
another wild sea-bird such as he.

NEXT?
Why don't you look at In The Far Wooded Hills
by: Francis Duggan
from: Wonthaggi, Victoria, Australia

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