le bateau ivre

le bateau ivre by anelephantcant

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le bateau ivre

I waken in the night and through a dark window
I see lost souls screaming up at the stars
the sound of their voices is cloaked in the singing
of the children enslaved by the wars

deep down in the ocean the fish are close watching
to see the outcome of this frantic strife
boats that lie sunken anchors slowly rusting
show them clearly how futile is life

as sea horses gallop away from the anger
colours from rainbows fade quietly to grey
while birds in their nests are trembling in terror
too aware they will not live to see day

the islands float fearfully away from the tempest
the lighthouse slips behind wind crumbled rocks
time stands in silence as each moment crawls by
the last sound is the tick tock of the clocks

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1 Response to le bateau ivre

  1. bonniehofkin says:

    Nice one Bri………Are you having rich dreams lately? You are not alone. This piece you wrote could also be your endowed ‘waking’ poetic dream state. You might enjoy this article :

    Xx bon

    Sent from Bonnie’s Ayepad

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