Poetry

Thursday, 25 April 2024

The day was red as thunder

 The shadows left the ships abroad

And the days were red as thunder

The fellows they had not abhorred

All the waves that they went under


They went the way of those before

When the days were red as thunder

They stood down from the platform ground

Where the trees were split asunder

From the hills to the gills, of the mills

The days were red as thunder


The fish were swimming in the seas

As I swam down under

And the legs of all the bumble bees

Yes the days were red as thunder


And the fellowship of falling crowns

The days were red as thunder

And it was as the sun went down

For the day was red as thunder


I saw three ships come sailing in

And the days they spelt a blunder

Of all mistakes that I could make

The day was red as thunder


Black earth rotted in the ground

And the fires they caught lumber

And burned the whole big ship down

for the days were red as thunder


Oh can you see the silent tree

Singing in the meadow

Oh can you hear the birds sing clear

As the day it falls to shadows


I heard the lips of the ships

 As they kissed in wonder

Of the tips and the hips

And the day was red as thunder


The clouds they lay

Like leviathans at bay

In a heaven's harbour

I did say that all was grey

And the day was red as thunder


Shame it lay, upon me weighed

Like tonnes of golden plunder

I thought I stole a treasure trove

But the day was red as thunder


The final count was when the mount

Blew off the top the table

And all could say who did pay

When Cain killed Abel


I shook in there, and there he stood

And all the anger left me

And grief and tears and love and years

This was how bereft me


I could not say how to stay

But I knew the wonder

For you are true as skies are blue

Yet the day is red as thunder




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