untender mercies

by Peter Humphreys

by Baginbun
perchance we
strayed with
out the mercy
of the day
bewildered by
a sickle moon's
untender mercies
drew us close to
shifting sands
beneath defile
and wide
seductive bay
so as that night
as more before
since sucked us
to our deaths
we cried out in
the unhearing night
the mist on curling
shore whisp whispered
in reply a lone dog
barked its fright
and we went down
down down slowly
down unmarked unmoving
but O how greatly
grieved beside the
Hook's unfaltering


Author's Note: The coast of south Wexford is notoriously treacherous, especially around Bannow Bay. One perhaps for Halloween?

Posted on 10/30/2006
Copyright © 2023 Peter Humphreys

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Gregory O'Neill on 10/30/06 at 10:28 PM

Hi Peter.....Yes, Bagibun, sight of the Norman invasion against the Norse Irish? Rugged a streach of coast as there is. Great poem.

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