August 2016: An August Legacy

As the end of August has come, it is time to honor the time spent in that month––the first month of this blog!––that has set us upon the journey of our first poem. So here's to the undying legacy of the august lines of August 2016, and to a new month: the month of septem, where the mystical seven seas shall shine:

[Unnamed Poem 1]
Where begins the ocean, ends the sea,

Crimson spears, sky-bound, shattering free,

A dredging darkness deems the door to undoubted doom,
Tears of ocean spray wash ashore legacies of the sunken tomb,

An outcry out-crag jutting, a suicide bomber one day to fall,
Millennium mysteries dashed with white fury, caught amidst a titanic brawl,

Breeze of Poseidon's breath, sands of titanium snow,
Tide realms rife underfoot, a continuous commuting flow,

Twin worlds: a boundless battle, twin armies: a feud of force,
Between: a frothing conflict, of strife, discord, remorse...