Albatross Poem by Mason Maestro

Albatross



Overhead the Albatross hangs silently upon the stream
And far beyond the rolling waves
And the depth of mounthain caves
The creaping of a nearing tide
Comes sweeping past the shallow side
Moonlit blue, scene shimmers aquamarine

The Albatross passes overland
Mostly motionless upon the high
Something stirs below the fly
Part to climb towards the light
Beings crowd down grounded flight
By chance two opposing forces meet
I see two and what you see is three

And do I take you by the hand
And lead you to the calm of sand
And help me understand the best I can
And no one calls us to move on
And no one pressing up a gun
No one breaks
And no one tries
No one flies around the sun

Cloudless moon comes like the cries
Inviting and inciting me to rise
A return to the sea is not at hand
The law is about to reprimand
No side does change this vantage eye
So I throw my wingspan straight and wide
The calls though come across the blackened sky

Monday, May 11, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: police
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