A reading of my poem “The Storm”
Amazing verbal and written poetry.
It's Sunset. All the sea is covered by a lunar mist, Although the distant land seems near. The clouds thicken, as the salty dunes embrace and twist - Caressingly, away they steer. Let the audacious wind disturb the airy sail: We have no fear of storms and saints, Between the hidden rocks manoeuvring without fail, Forgetting our old complaints.The thunder rumbles ruthlessly and sways the sturdy deck - A portent of misfortune grim. The lightning's arrow left an incandescent track: Don't take this darkness for a dream! Encompassed by the icebound gloom and shreds of silver foam, Which soars to the stars, like smoke, We enter murky caves - where myriads of luring sirens…
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