Wednesday, June 5, 2013


the broken emeralds
of lost continents
struggle to stray
onto a hindered shore
barely escaping
the tired pirates
who exploit themselves 
as well,

these shattered jewels
burn with bent sunlight
like prisms of sorrow's ghost
and knot in ocean weeds
like a confused treasure
that yesterday 
could not have sent

a dizzying tide
sprays its acid
over the misty stones,
and a haunting triumph
of earthly betrayal
forever echoes in the 
clap of a weary sail.