OF FINAL NIGHTS
written by: G.R. MELVIN
The taste of spray,
Back splayed against the lighthouse wall,
Is saltier/ The roar of final nights
Saddled on sea wall gusts
Is Fiercer/ When strength one requires
To withstand and understand such threats
Is steadier/ The beacon’s cliff path
Is grounds for light/
Longtime poet, when I try & dare some. Retired from my money-making job (& don't really know how to do it). In the material world I live in Southwest Florida. It's a cultural wasteland but my Mom & sister are here to look after. I probably drink too much & overthink too much but I'll get through it.
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