Color Face Green Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

Color
Face
Green
But
It
Be
The
Night
The
Stars
Are
White
The
Stars
Are
Fire
The
Stars
Are
Undulating
To-night
Are
They
dancing?
Hearing
The
Music
Of
The
Spheres?
Their
Bosoms
Heaving?
Below
The
Sea
Contents
Itself
With
A
Plain
Level
Bosom
Lined
By
The
Silver
Streaks
Of
The
White
Moon
The
Wolf
Of
The
Sea
Walks
On
The
Land
Below
The
Fort
For
He
Is
A
Vast
Shroud
Chosen
By
Shrouds
And
Ghosts
He
Prowls
The
Rocky
Coasts
The
Few
Still
Unbuilt
Round
The
Grand
Harbor
This
Night
Is
Magical
This
Night
A
Whirlwind
Though
No
Wind
Yet
Blows.