Monday, March 14, 2011

Island of Rain







sailed away in a quest for answers
guaranteed with nothing else worthy to conquer
is there any other way to cast off such anger
or to unearth the truth, a sleeping treasure

when the sky echoed an acrimonious roar
so certain of what it meant
a clear sign of which sanctimonious gods have sent
watching the growing distance between them in unrestrained amusement

bitter tongue spoke of fractures
yet, only in silence, it did
for a maiden's sunken secret it forever holds
and the dead man's tale remains untold