Sea Shanty
I dreamed that I was drowned in rum,
And my inebriated ghost
Warmed itself at pyres of seaweed
On a fevered coast.
Dead sailors floated greenly by,
Questing drowned, nympholeptic girls,
‘White bones are coral,’ sea maids sang,
‘White breasts now pearls.’
The fish decanted doomy creeds,
Mourned molluscs, lachrymose were whales;
But I was amber, fossil dumb,
In Cambrian shales.
COPYRIGHT (C) 2010 J D FRODSHAM
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