While Death's Song Gathers

October 2016

While Death's Song Gathers 


Unseen by many.

The black sea cliffs, of the north.

Lay hidden, by mists and rain.

Ominously, their echoing message..... Merges, with the crashing waves.

And.....The lonely cries, of the gulls.

In the deepest dark.

On that roaring wind, dead souls sing..... 

And, I hear, their eerie ....song.

While, reluctantly,

I join in the melody.

Which, isn't so strange after all....

For, I know all the words !

And....in the choir...I know. 



It's  singers.....

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