Saturday, November 23, 2013

Foghorn From a Ship Passing - by Bob Atkinson

Foghorn From a Ship Passing
(c)2013 Bob Atkinson
you know proximity from hearing waves
lapping foam beside waterline's paint
you feel a steel bow slice dark water
propeller twisting, pushing bulk farther

a blackened hulk announces passing
with a sound of low pitched passion
bellow forth with large steam whistle
frightening sound so full of misgivings

when an iron creature passes slowly
close by, carries with it heavy emotions
dense fog shrouds this mystery beast
frothy air damp as it again retreats

lights aglow, yet not focused clear
terror carried into your mind with fear
wildness settled for the night
sleeping demons shunning brightness

you came to find your mind confused
bent by this courageous monster's attitude
so suspenseful driving this hazy story
reach out quickly, turn the page slowly

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