Emmanuel George Cefai
Emmanuel George Cefai Poems
A Barge Mysterious In The Thick Of Night
A barge mysterious in the thick of night
Sailed slowly to the somber shore
Beneath the ramparts of the dreaming fort
How silent how austere how still
The lapping of the waves against the barge.
Whence is the barge coming in the night?
Whence did its journey start?
By night or day?
No reply came – and none in that still barge
Appeared to reply or move or breathe:
So horrid thin the stillness in the barge
The barge mysterious in the thick of night.
Anon near the shore it stopped awhile
And there without a pilot stood, without a hope
Why Do I See A Light
Why do I see a light
Burn silent and austere
In that small dark room
Where magic rites and dark
They say occur at night
Where happenings strange and dark
They say occur at night?
Why does the light burn bright