The Sound Of Keening

When Fergus died,
they should have cut the anchor loose
and set the ship aflame:
pushed it out to sea.

There should have been
a multitude upon the shore
to watch the flames
which all night long
would fill the space
between the Earth and Moon
and hear the keening hiss of
burning canvas sails
falling on the orphan sea;
the burning hiss of canvas
keening on the sea.

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RDP Thursday
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Also linking this back to:
dVerse ~ Poets’s Pub
OpenLinkNight # 268
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9 thoughts on “The Sound Of Keening

  1. I read your poem aloud, Ron, to get the full effect, and the use of sibilance and the repetition of the word ‘sea’ did have the effect of keening and the sound of the sea. The name Fergus even sounded like a wave. Now I want to know why the ship wasn’t set aflame and pushed out to sea. I love the idea of flames filling the space between the Earth and Moon.

  2. “a multitude upon the shore
    to watch the flames
    which all night long
    would fill the space
    between the Earth and Moon,”

    This is gorgeously worded!

  3. I read your beautifully composed poem as ‘Wayfaring Stranger’ played in the background. How appropriate for the tone of your poetry.

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