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Corinne
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state of confusion

0 posted 2005-02-14 05:12 PM


Off the Plymouth Coast, where wind and water meet,
a streaming swirl overlaps the lunar pull,
rough rhythms hidden inside a triple reef of red:
the Eddystone. And before beacons lit the course,
before horns sounded the way home,
ships were lost to the rocks.

Families combed the shores,
collecting what was found in the wake.
At first, it was enough to kneel in prayer
for moonless nights and treasured dawns.
When the sight of a ship’s safe passage
drew anger, the town rushed – to their pubs
and churches, and after casks of ale and shipwrecked-brandy
had been drunk, and once the priest had been dragged from his bed,
someone, perhaps a man sitting quietly in the shadows,
raised his cup and voice above the din. He planted a thought,
small at first; and at the start, to loud protestations.
With nurturing, more wine and time,
the idea eventually swirled above the crowd
like a sign from God. It was blessed by the priest,
toasted by the barkeep, until word spread across the Isles:
it was deemed both right and rite.

In the morning, the town rose. With blind eyes,
they organized. Wolf Rock’s familiar howl was silenced
by boulders rolled from the cliff.
False signal fires were lit,
and lanterns were hung on horses’ tails --
as lights from another vessel.

God must have approved,
because rewards magically washed ashore --
cargo to furnish parlors,
crimson silks to cover beds,
mahogany for strong houses and fences.
And on one golden day,
silver coins were sifted from sand.
Bodies also rolled in with the tide.
Survivors became slaves
or were killed for luck.

When reason finally ascended,
it was in the form of light.

[This message has been edited by Corinne (02-15-2005 10:06 PM).]

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Seymour Tabin
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Tamarac Fla
1 posted 2005-02-14 05:35 PM


Corinne
Sad but true, enjoyed the read.

iliana
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2 posted 2005-02-14 05:58 PM


Very much enjoyed reading this, however sad.   .....jo
miscellanea
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since 2004-06-24
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3 posted 2005-02-14 07:02 PM


A very interesting and smooth read!  This really got me thinking!  Sadm but very much enjoyed,  

           miscellanea

Sunshine
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4 posted 2005-02-16 11:35 AM


Even light can be held up
to black deeds...

Excellent story, Corinne.
At first I thought I was in for a
different sort of ride, but that
is the thrill of you...
always surprising...


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