Shackleton`s Grave

for a hero

The end of the white road; 

pearlwort in a stone square,

cold and calm the wind.

The tanning of a whale;seals at dance,

dog-eyed in the morning and lost to snow,

shapes like stones in new skins.

Petrels fall out of the wind 

(sky and earth flipped; a passage into grey).

So mourn for the green in another place,

a distant bodhran,stones and breakers in

white-boned water,endurance the last sleep

deep in fern.

Reviews

[RachelReaper]

Beautifully written. The line, "so mourn for the green in another place" was my favorite line. Great write.

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Your mastery of the eloquent poem is sublime Leslie. I want to learn how to write such lovely poetry. This is a fantastic tribute in Earnest!