I Will Not Watch The Lightning Break Before My Eyes { Cinquain-Refrain Format } Poem by Frank James Ryan Jr...fjr

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I will not watch the lightning break...before my eyes
while tasting the salted breeze.....of nascent storms;
as men of brawn pull their sails in heed of black skies,
black on blue precursor to the torrents yet to follow-
as the sea witch sews the dragons teeth of her wallow.

Gale is force beyond the scope of the oceans lion's bed;
I will not watch th' lightning break....before my eyes!
The darting hail beats my cheeks to bright shades of red,
Gun-shot spray of white rain falling from the feral sky;
Where be the Lord God and His Lamb...a fisherman cried.

Darkness chills, befalls upon a starless August night,
white-caps surge 'n leap above the settled sea, below;
I will not watch th' lightning break.....before my eyes
Some lubbers make levity, ''Lets man the oars and row',
The wind blows hard with seawolf bite, our faces froze.

Came midnight...thought I saw the crescent of the Moon-
quavering 'oer th' wretched waters, dream or lunar orb?
'Twas a ruse, th' devil's work...a school of 'Halfmoon'
I will not watch th' lightning break.....before my eyes
Belial, th' Fallen Angel....we've undressed your guise

Woke up to a splash of dolphins playing 'neath the tide
Mornings Crystal surf shines against th' coral floor,
A cotton breeze quells nascent clouds and storms abide;
'God be here today, mates'.....I heard a fisherman cry:
I will not watch th' lightning break....before my eyes!



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