Lost Souls by Sarah
By Sarah
Dec 5, 2007 - 3:56:52 PM
Silence, all is still,
Nothing moves but from deep within.
A moan, a growing groan,
Tales of old tell of souls
Trapped within, frozen in time.
They can travel everywhere
But the south,
Where the sun's glaring rays
Would penetrate their glassy surfaces
So they stay stuck in a land of grey
Where humans stay away, like they fear the south
Dangerous, beautiful, their secrets lie below the water,
Mist covers them, like a castle in the middle of a mysterious sea.
Craggy and ragged cliffs of ice
Groaning, creaking about sailors long gone.
"Iceberg, iceberg,"
Whispers the wind to the sea,
And the sea to the ice.
Icebergs, floating like lost souls on a large and lonely sea.
Sarah, Year Seven