Ships Of The Night

Poems pass
in the night also.
Port starboard lights
burn bright also.

Poems pass stirred
hear wave slap night gongs?
Have you not heard
their salty soft saline songs?

Poems pass plotted
in navigated narrows; of lapping passage night.
Have you not heard
their soft spoken saline songs; by glow of candle light?

Poems pass navigated
in natant night also.
Daily cares contested
at last laid low below.

Poems pass
in shadow seamed night.
Poems pass
in nuptial nocturnal night flight.

Has not herald heard
silver shimmering saline songs?
Poems pass like flight of bird
as eternal endless night sails on.

poem by Terence George Craddock
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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