LAST sea-thing dredged by sailor Time from Space,
Are you a drift Sargasso, where the West
In halcyon calm rebuilds her fatal nest?
Or Delos of a coming Sun-God-s race?
Are you for Light, and trimmed, with oil in place,
Or but a Will o- Wisp on marshy quest?
A new demesne for Mammon to infest?
Or lurks millennial Eden -neath your face?
The cenotaphs of species dead elsewhere
That in your limits leap and swim and fly,
Or trail uncanny harp-strings from your trees,
Mix omens with the auguries that dare
To plant the Cross upon your forehead sky,
A virgin helpmate Ocean at your knees.
Australia
Bernard O'dowd
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Poem topics: god, light, ocean, sea, sky, space, sun, time, place, face, swim, I love you, I miss you, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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