Beware the Kraken, great beast of the seas
that brings grown sailors as one to their knees;
it strikes without warning at things afloat
and makes kindling from the grandest of boats.
Its tentacles latch to our darkest dreams,
and wretch our bright ship’s planks loose at the seams;
the craft that we trust our treasures to keep,
it pulls from the surface down to the deep.
The crest of its beak fills our hearts with gloom
when it surfaces; and its cold mad eye
looks upon us and sneers, as if to say,
“You neglect me and my kind to your doom.”
At such times, even the warm sunlit sky
brings no comfort or happiness our way.
08 MAR 2003
for Live Journal user sara_wolfe