Many Mirrors Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai
Many Mirrors
Many mirrors on the sea face
Many
Many
Many
Stones from a building
That was of Aragon once
Float amidst the
Mirrors
There's magic in the earth
Liberate it!
Then rose Neptune with his
Prong
Large giant green and
Startling.
‘Do you will me to pray
For Winter? '
And he went down
Giant was the splash
As when in the French alps
An avalanche giant on its
Downward way
Thunders from above
The fall of snows.
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