Treasure Island

Paul Gerard Reed


Lizard Point


Threads of grey
Etched over the horizon line
A wispy loom
Set behind the dappled dark deep
And under the great billows
That fathered the rain
 

Behind and beyond
Is the great burning ball
Unseen but waiting for its moment
Watching over the earth
And holding it
In slender fingers of fire

Submitted: Sunday, February 02, 2014

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