The Sea (Mary Queen of Scots)

The outline of that crown

Sank beneath the Sun

And into the sea.

Those castles now were

Underwater cities.

So, too water fell

From her face

To join the murky shapes

Of memory.

But with depth

There is foundation -

She summoned herself

To the other side of the sea

Where her own waves

And wild horses

Waited

To be made or broken

By their unknown queen.

Copyright LJ 2020