Treacherous Voyage

Treacherous Voyage

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A poem based on an artwork called 'Scylla' by Fatal Exit.
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A poem based on an artwork called 'Scylla' by Fatal Exit.

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Submitted: February 20, 2017

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Treacherous Voyage

 

For many moons we’d sailed away, adrift through calm and storm,

where temperatures have frozen and then have turned to warm.

 

When land it has been spotted, there’s excitement amongst the crew.

Is this where we are heading? It’s too early yet to view

 

but the nearer that we come to it, the less it seems to be

it’s probably just for the best to head back out to sea.

 

The island, it is very small, with rocks, some sort of cave

and we’re driven back towards it by an unexpected wave.

 

From this cave there comes a roar, and some kind of hiss,

there’s something here that we’ve disturbed, we sure have been remiss.

 

There is a sudden movement from inside the darkness in the rocks

and the head that then emerges is so monstrous that it shocks.

 

The crew are gripped with terror as more necks and heads appear

for there only is one body, that’s really very clear.

 

The necks they stretch out long and thin, the heads are full of teeth,

but we need to keep our courage or we’ll be stranded on the reefs.

 

Hands are trembling but we have to work to head out to open sea,

there’s shouting and there’s cursing as we struggle to get free

 

from the tidal drift that’s set upon bringing us on to the rocks

and into that creatures reach, for patiently he mocks.

 

The sail, it needs adjusting, the wind needs to be caught

it’s the only way of reaching the safety we’ve keenly sought.

 

At last we catch a whiff of breeze, and out into the waves we go

the monsters rears up angrily, puts on a ferocious show.

 

We’ve managed to escape it but it serves us as a warning;

that danger can be lurking when the next day it is dawning.

 

 


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