POEM TITLE The Stronghold By The Sea
POEM
Stonewall and torchlight decorum
Of a castle so quiet and still
The sun shies away from the Blackness and Bay
When the thunderclouds roll down the hill
Mother Lightning was poised like a scorpion
And the blinding sting lashed at the reigns
Of the drawbridge and link to a rain dance in sync
Where floodwater is all that remains
But the Overlord Moon took exception
To the scratch of the needle on point
On the record he played for the night music made
No shadowy ink could anoint
He instructed the stars to embrace him
And they made up a suitable mesh
In a lobster pot trap Mother Lightning was snapped
In a timeout at eventide’s crèche.
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