Poems slink…

Poems slink into dank rooms
stale with human sweat and spit
smash the dingy windows
and flush the stench with salt drenched air.

© M.L.Emmett

Night Shot with Light

 

Blood punching hard through every vein

White thunder drums with fists of rain

Lightening’s whip cracks flashing white

Ships heave and seem to leap in light

 

Sea spins and swirls staccato pace

Engulfing waves rush strong embrace

Blood pounds the human heart with fear

Just spume and brine with no-one near

 

Cold wind is whining overhead

Its roaring sound could raise the dead

The strafing power of Nature’s might

On this shuddering dark, bleak night.

 

© M.L.Emmett