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             Fraserburgh Fog Horn

             Fraserburgh Fog Horn

Summer noon,
Sea haze,
No distance land
No view beyond.

For the Fog Horn
Screaming messages,
Sailers of unknown faces,
Unknown distentions.

In the night darkness
Long sound of pain,
Slow, haunting, deep
Submerges the sea waves,
Silencing the roaring of
The never ceasing tide screams.

In silence, the lonely sound
Carried far, but no echo.
Deaf ears listen
No mouths to reply,
The caller, waits for no return.

Are you, are we, the
Fraserburgh Fog Horn
Constant call.
But, thus never sign of life,
From the distance sea,
No flicker from those
On beach near.

In sorrows the rocks sit
Calm, knowing no fear
Deaf to suffering,
Unaware of the longing
To hear.

Where are you?
Are you as near to the
Rocks, the beach,
Or been carried unaware by the tide of time,
Embracing the shore, bathing in the sand.

The moon soon, shows you
No mercy, dragging all of us away,
From the shore heavens to the cold
Depth of the sea,
Beyond where we can not hear
Or see the sea.

About this poem

Fraserburgh is a fishing port at top of North East of Scotland , UK

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Written on June 22, 2018

Submitted by Poetry@80 on March 21, 2022

Modified by Poetry@80

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