Seaside Row

by

Sekhem Psikor Strecker

By the cobbled way at the seaside row
Where the ivy climbs in the salt wind-blow
And the midnight moon with the stars ascend
As the waves crash down on the sand depend

Lives the souls of the drowned and the tortured sea
The tumult of the waves and the grotto key
Deep - the ocean - dark and cold as ice
Drifting skeletal forms and the chance of dice

Oh many my knee grazed by seaside salt
Like the inner shell filled with pearly guilt
Rocking gently for all eternity's sake
Fall asleep by the row of the seaside snake

As the waves crash down on the sand unspent
May the tortured souls with their loss repent
For there's never time - wrapped in silken bow
For the lives of the salt
Snakes
And the seaside row

NEXT?
Why don't you look at ...e venne sera
by: Presti Salvatore
from: Palermo, Italy

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