November 6, 2020

The Sinister Shore by Mike Rader

The marshes steal sly to the bay.
Reedy grooves, drowning pools,
meandering among the mangroves
like lost souls on moonless nights.

        Closer to the surly shore
Water birds eke their living.
Houseboats with sluggish pomp
float fatly near the bridge.

A seagull stops,
                      is gone,
And leaves the darkening wash to its devices.

 

                                      

  



James Aitchison is an Australian author and poet. Writing as James Lee, his horror and mystery books for middle readers are bestsellers in Asia. Writing as Mike Rader and JJ Munro, his horror and noir fiction has appeared via Black Poppy Review, Akashic Books, Horror Tree (Trembling with Fear), Horror Magazine, Suspense, and many others.

1 comment:

  1. This took me back to my childhood. We owned a houseboat, and I thoroughly enjoyed trips on it.

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