A Night in Tenerife

A Night in Tenerife

A Poem by Leslie Philibert

as it is..


the sea the skin of a wet dog,
black the beach, a ruined church;
the coastal lights a string of lesser ways,
we are as empty as a dropped shell
pulled across the ebb, a ripple of salt...

and as the night gets deeper
a dragon breathes like the tide:
no mistake, the dark needs its hours.

© 2017 Leslie Philibert

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Your writing completely immerses me Leslie, this is astonishing in its depths as per norm for your pen, outstanding! :)

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Added on August 18, 2017
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Leslie Philibert
Leslie Philibert

Bavaria, Germany

I`m not important. I just want to write a couple of good poems. Just read what I write. That`s enough. more..