Oceans of Spring
In 2018 this poem was born...
Claire O' C. (Cork - Ireland) - “Piano Ocean”
If it is the voice of cackled caves,
Ocean sworn and faded letters,
The East Beast the crown of the peek,
Watch the dead they are asleep,
Forge the paths of snow and ice,
Watch the fallen in souls dispatched,
Painted by the drunk and broken,
Played piano on a silver ocean.
Enjoy.