Poetry: I am a metaphor

Poetry: I am a metaphor

Words: Ed East
Image: HsienLoong Lim

I am a metaphor

I am a metaphor
for swirling swollen seas
in darkness then I come
bold triumphant like a gale
howling
down the straits I run
on inky trails utopian
I see the sudden flash of dawn
withdrawing from horizon lines
beyond where longditude and I
apply our petty mortal laws
but I can reach there as I fly
escaping tides that pull me from
release from my enjambe
ment

dawn turns and returns
black sun hovers in shadows
until everything mutes

like dark tread in bleak hollows
where footfalls fell
in disquiet

sudden silent explosions
streak fire riders wide
across chequered white light beams
strobing the glorious truth of decay
the futile arrival of another new day

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