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A trawler beached on Mystic Rock.

  Darkened creatures with heads of foam,

  Shake seaweed hair and madly moan.

  Watch wood crash into surging tides,

  Splinters fly, while the drowning cry.

  The snarling sea, stalks and pounces…

  On trawler clinging to Mystic Rock.

  The sun rose high, in sapphire sky.

  Isle slumbers under soft lapping tides,

  Grey seals basking on granite teeth,

  Boisterous seagulls’ scream and fly,

  As aged man stumbles on the shore,

  Dry seaweed crackling under foot.

  He stops and stares, his eyes aglow,

  His prayers were answered in the night,

  As driftwood forest floats into sight,

  Flung against the rocky shore,

  The captain sits on his granite throne

  Carving trawler wrecked…

  On Mystic Rock.

  Buried

  I open my eyes

  And

  Try to wake.

  Mind set free,

  Eternity surrounds

  Nothingness that

  Lasts forever

  Staring into

  Black space:

  Eyes open or closed

  It makes no sense.

  Scurrying sounds:

  Scratch over me

  Running on bone or

  Threadbare clothes

  But I feel nothing.

  How do they survive

  Down Here,

  I don't know

  Am I here too

  I'm not sure.

  I smell strong aromas

  Like mildewed pine

  In raining woods.

  I reach into

  The darkness

  Feel crumbling earth

  And soggy wood

  Recoiling from

  My touch.

  The taste of earth

  Fills my mouth

  But hunger

  Never comes.

  My body lies

  Crumbling

  Into the earth

  I watch it decay.

  Abandoned.

  Entombed below

  With no escape

  And in the muted

  Distance I hear

  Screams and wails

  Of deep despair

  From others

  Trapped in this

  Empty solitude.

  I close my eyes

  And

  Try to sleep

  Forever.

  Grave Spirits

  Grave faces sneer

  Around stone walls

  With dragging feet

  And whispered calls.

  Gnashing teeth,

  And rolling eye,

  Hungry spirits

  Peer and pry.

  Stick thin legs:

  Make trailing vine,

  Living creatures

  To entwine.

  Thin pointed fingers snatch

  As spirits in grey

  Try to seize

  Their human prey.

  Who hurry through

  The crumbled stone

  Fearing they are not…

  Alone.

  ISBN: 978-09570711-0-0