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The Simmered Sea

The Simmered Sea

written by: Daniel Moreschi


Although the sea is pulled by lunar reins,
Its servile ebbs conceal its subtle strides
Towards a plot, once nature’s patience wanes,
To test its tether with unruly tides.

Where frozen hills are stoked by metal fumes,
It brings a rhythmic ruse of rippled grace,
As thriving swirls are topped by sprightly spumes
That lead a charge, when growing flows retrace.

And while humanity ignores the signs
Of battered banks, as billows belch and roar,
A steep caress erodes the coastal lines
And razes borders, like a siege of war.

Uprisings of tsunamis stir the straits
And muster fateful sways of ancient scales
Till wayward spans cascade at mankind’s gates.
A ceaseless song of simmered spite prevails.

When swept-up crowds are pleading for an ark
And lands are swallowed by the famished surge,
The moonlit sanctuaries turn to dark
To undulate the chains of Gaia’s purge.

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