Thickening The World

Days of splendor jogged the sea to lapping thunder
Heard the horns on the waves and they begged her under
Fleet on fleet they came from all sides like a swarm
Trickling in for trade or music or even just to warm
I remember the Greek and Egypt and Mayan mixture
Or the Mycenaean and Nordic and Chinese fixtures
The cacophony of twisted interchanging lives
The Babel of the ocean floor, babbling in my eyes
Sweet metropolis of the ancient galley
To live again in that aquatic alley
But darkness nestled in and slew us down
I still hear the movement of the drowned
They rest in peace and are too soon forgotten
The world itself has far too soon come rotten
Given in to uglier modern things
Like empires, destruction, hate, and warrings
Rome, England, or America the free?
Free of what? Certainly not poverty
Not free like days when music was the sea!
When people met and shared tranquility.
Oh, to go back to when the world was newly old,
When men cared more for man than bloody gold
Wretched man, so curious of gifts
But one since forgotten, like ancient Atlantis

Author's Note

I know it's a day late, my computer crapped out last night, but I thought it was a fun idea so i'm sending this anyway

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[Butterflymom]

My computer is acting really funky on the WritersCafe site! I am having problems submitting the review...so if it shows up 50 times please forgive me. This was a very beautiful and creative piece. Your words painted a beautiful picture. It was very imaginative, and professional! I enjoyed reading it, and found it to be a pleasant surprise. Keep up the great writing!