Meetings, Late November
Posted: Wed Nov 25, 2009 2:19 pm
Great grey gale of Winter
I met your brother in the Sound
His grasping hand outstretched
To greet the drowned
White squall on the rocks
I met your sister screaming
Lost in foam and spindrift
A nightmare dreaming
Faint gleam of distant sun
I met your lover crying
Pale moon behind the clouds
Thought you were dying
I met your brother in the Sound
His grasping hand outstretched
To greet the drowned
White squall on the rocks
I met your sister screaming
Lost in foam and spindrift
A nightmare dreaming
Faint gleam of distant sun
I met your lover crying
Pale moon behind the clouds
Thought you were dying
