Richard Parkes Bonington - The Undercliff, 1828, poetry by Aleathia Drehmer at Spillwords.com

Richard Parkes Bonington – The Undercliff, 1828

Richard Parkes Bonington – The Undercliff, 1828

written by: Aleathia Drehmer

@AleathiaD

 

They have left the child
on the shore like driftwood
washed up from rough seas.

He is limp, wrapped in
crimson swaddle, his father
leaning against the cliff engulfed

in the silence of loss. He can’t
help but stare out at the
indiscriminate ocean. Her lips

ready to drink the souls
of the misfortunate. The father
notices the violet turned skies

against the looming white stone face,
looking for a way to climb up,
only to throw himself down again.

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