Lords Of The TempestA Poem by Chris LavertyLords of the tempest - ruling wind and rain that lash eternally your mountain peak, feel you their human hearts who brings them pain? they are your marionettes when you havoc wreak, when their reason dashed on rocks you seek.
From you the troubles of the ages dawn - when your caverns quake with inward groan, to waters of despondency they're borne, by midnight winds ungovernable blown, or in the mouth of your maelstrom thrown.
Lords of the tempest - through your sleepless nights the mariner sails; he hears your thunder peal over beckoning waters; yet harbours lights blink in the blindness with a hope as real, as he steadfast steers the sea swept wheel. © 2017 Chris LavertyAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorChris LavertyManchester, Lancashire, United KingdomAboutMy name is Chris and I live in Manchester in the UK. I have been writing poetry seriously for about a year now. I am looking for constructive feedback on my work, positive or negative. more..Writing
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