Walrus Tears… a poem

Walrus

https://www.smithsonianmag.com/science-nature/inuit-wisdom-and-polar-science-are-teaming-save-walrus-180955078/

WALRUS TEARS

Sinful are the walrus tears,

Oh, shed no, not for me.

For ours are lost across the years

Forever in austerity.

Wayward looms the titan tracks

Of lost the sea bound witch.

Plummeting evermore she falls

Birthed again, or flitch?

Tassels gently sway in the dance,

Upon a wind born eve.

Subtle, down below a snail

Scribes his testament to those who grieve.

Distant drifts the night’s last star,

Soothsayer to all below her.

Assuage the squandered, hopeless prey,

In this, they find their plunder.

Author: What Words May Come

Hopeless romantic; joker; father and grandfather; husband; sportsman; part-time writer;

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