The Cliff

Where the rocks eat
The sea lace,
Where the oceans break,
Where the cliff rises
Into the wind's squall,
There we cry out
Our first song and our last song.
There our feathers fall.


by Lynette M. Arden


Lynette M. Arden lives in Adelaide, South Australia.
© 2001 Lynette M. Arden
 

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