Deficienct
The western sky with the downing sunset
The vibrant blues and pinks on white sky
Like elementary school writing paper line
So it rises in the offshore east to Ireland
Go West they say where it shines brighter
The first frost has hit and the snow nears
Among the whalers ghostly street haunts
"Another Night in The Whaling City" plays
Having heard it sung in far western lands
I felt a nostalgic draw to the cold old city
Lonely, unemployed and depressed I am.
Having my living from harvesting the sea
I dream on sunshine and dry desert vista's
Keep the misery, artistry and poverty mix
I can't survive another deficient wintering
Not enough solar vitamins here for living
The place kills you over six long months
Hiding inside, or braving those elements
©kevinosullivan
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