The Tempest
by Sarah Stratton

Behold, the storm-tossed tempest
Waves, the seaweed manes
Of foaming horses
That race with thunder at their heels
The flash of lightning
Caught in the glare of a fiery eye
With spray spewing forth from their nostrils
Poseidon's herd leads the charge
To clash against the rocky shore

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Poem Copyright © 2009 by Sarah Stratton

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