Crunch Below Our Feet Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

Crunch Below Our Feet



Crunch below our feet
The pale sere leaves
That had fallen that
Very dusk before
Just hours before
Took sway above
Together with his elves
The night stars and
Younger sister moon
I say – I assert – how
Beautiful the plane port-waters
Glide silver and straight
And
In them dolphin-like shadows
Leap and dance
from time to time
above
above
the fort shines with lights
that come and go
and fronting on the other side
houses and humans sleep
and the Sub-conscious reigns.
How beautiful the ancient town
The crackling bridge that sighs
Of olden centuries and sights
Here
Here in this very place of us –
Sweet old Valletta!

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