Wednesday, May 10, 2017

Hurricane by Ann Christine Tabaka

An eerie glow pervades the sky
The eastern gale rushes in
Racing over the bow
Carrying with it the songs of lost sailors at sea
Memories of ancient voices
Echoes of the forgotten past
Ghost ships laid quiet by time
Drift amid their once vibrant stories
Seagulls circle overhead
Crying out their warning
To all who will listen and heed
Waves crash on rocky shorelines
The light keeper climbs the spiral stairs
Setting the beacon
At once, Mother Nature wails
All hell breaks loose

Ann Christine Tabaka was born in and lives in Delaware.  She is a published poet, an artist, a chemist, and a personal trainer.  She loves gardening, the ocean, and her cats.  Her poems have been published in poetry journals, reviews, and anthologies.

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