the narwhal's song

a night both clear

and full of moon

i came upon an inn

and learned about

the narwhal first

before my eyes grew thin.

i heard its name

in mystery

when brillig came to pass,

'mong kracken's form,

and serpent's yarn,

from whiskey's empty glass.

as truth and tale

both intertwined

i sat in captured awe,

too scared to turn

from captain's voice

or to the night withdraw.

the monsters grew

and storms raged on

as never was before

along with rum

and garbled speech

from whence the story swore.

both thrown about

and scared upon

still fighting from the mast

the beast was slain

or vanished down

beneath the ocean vast.

and as we reached

the heroed end,

the wax near burned away,

i asked the beard

with trembled lips

who brought him to the bay.

he stumbled up

upon his peg

and whispered to my ear,

"the narwhal came

and took me home

across this flooded sphere.

but first he shared

the secrets safe

all hidden from our eyes,

of mery maids

and treasures lost

by sundry seas' be'guise.

i saw the world

of sunken hope

while red waves crashed above

and felt the kiss

of sirens' song

which now my heart must love.

i saw the light

both green and tall

flash bright into the sky,

and witnessed hook

and davey jones

flash blades as death drew nigh.

but just as soon

as i felt pulled

to make the sea my bed,

the whal had turned

and headed home

while stars shined overhead."

with that he climbed

the crooked stairs

to quarters made for two

and left me 'lone

to ponder with

the tale told hitherto.

in time not long

i found myself

down by the blackened sand

and let my gaze

wish out with hope

away from this dear land.

for so and should

the narwhal dance

below the frozen sea,

between and through

the sailor's lore

to come and beckon me.

Reviews

[Maya]

this is amazing. love the language!!