Obsidian

An ebony night cuts
Through the horizon,

Shimmering like mislaid obsidian,

Resplendent above
The dark turquoise sea,

The light of a fading village
Glinting patterns across the waves,

A dance of languorous luminescence,
Golden disks in the shapes

Of octopuses and starfish,
Seahorses and Gods,

Primeval fables bubbling
Across a hundred generations,

Histories mapped in volcanic rock,
Every hill, every path, every stream

Venting ancient seismic groans

In the primitive dark,
All myth bent and low,

As Poseiden quietly piles
The beaches deep in sand once more

Invisible to all.

One Response to “Obsidian”

  1. A vivid set of images with echoes of the eternity. Your use of contrasting colours & sounds is so impressive.

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