The Wrecked Ship!

The body seems to be motionless,
floating on top of the gentle waves ;
at the border of mounting sea,
She is a wrecked ship !
Dead like a whale from the depth
of a self embrace to the cool water
shoulders; breasts and arms,
She is a black storm !
Enduring wild wind, heavy rain,
ice and surging tides on her body;
an orphan at the deep ocean
she is a nymph, trapped in my net !

BY

WILLIAMSJI MAVELI