The shattered water made a misty din. Great waves looked over others coming in, And thought of doing something to the shore That water never did to land before. The clouds were low and hairy in the skies Like locks blown forward in the gleam of eyes. You could not tell, and yet it looked as if The sand was lucky in being backed by cliff, The cliff in being backed by continent. It looked as if a night of dark intent Was coming, and not only a night, an age. Someone had better be prepared for rage. There would be more than ocean water broken Before God's last "Put out the light" was spoken. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...WHEN THE SPEED COMES by ROBERT FROST FOR REMEMBERING HOW TO LIVE WITHOUT YOU by JAMES GALVIN GETTING A WORD IN by JAMES GALVIN MY HAPPINESS by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON THE SUICIDE by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON DOMESDAY BOOK: FINDING OF THE BODY by EDGAR LEE MASTERS |