My Opera(1) No voices heard I, soft or shrill. .... (2) Four Past Midnight ....
By Wizardlokutus-prime. Monday, February 20, 2012 6:07:18 PM
I watched her, from my lofty rail
as I looked down on the silvery sea.
The moonlit sails cast shadows there
showing a ghostly sight to me.
No voices heard I, soft or shrill.
I saw some figures on her deck
but they were silent, they were still,
like things below, on sunken wreck.
I watched her, from my lofty rail
as I looked down on the silvery sea.
The moonlit sails cast shadows there
showing a ghostly sight to me.
No voices heard I.mp3
Poem & Photo & MP3 audio (c) by John lokutus-prime
Four Past Midnight.mp3
Poem & Artwork & MP3 audio (c) by John lokutus-prime
