Treasure Island

RoseAnn V. Shawiak

(October 6,1950 / New Jersey)

Innermost Beauty


A fleet of clouds looking like an armada of ships and submarines
charging slowly into seas of atmosphere, a sky of blue.
Innermost beauty standing on edges of horizons, watching, waiting
to see explosions blast across my vision, sinking ships or
submarines, sending them to the bottom of layers stacked in
readiness, awaiting their ghosts on subsequent shores of tomorrow.

Submitted: Friday, November 15, 2013
Edited: Friday, November 15, 2013
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