From tropical shores of lush green, Horse-shoed with pearly sands and coral, The fishing boat departs.

Following the line of the horizon, And guided by nautical charts, I travel into the haunting seas.

Such tempests forewarned as tornadoes rise,

Twisting between waves high on tendrils, Crests so tall and nightmarishly still, Threatening in the haunting waters.

Forcing through as darkness sinks,

Echoing garish hues of midnight grey,

Splashing on the up thrust of each showery tower.

Onwards my Davidian raft crawls, As rushes of foam flows down each turret. Lesser breakers hurtle the craft so small.

Such tornadoes dance and whirl cruelly,

A ballet of exquisite, terrifying beauty, Spinning so proud, nightmarish gaits, Threatening in the haunting straights.

Through the gloom shines an alien light, Beckoning victims to strange shores.

Unexpectedly thrust up onto rocky shingle, Where two identical nymphs play in clear liquid. Dressed in pale blue, wan white hair to match, And eyes so piercing, ringed in cobalt.

Such innocent beauty as the creature descends,

Tanned leathers, wizened face, outlandish, Goggled eyes, a shark in the ocean, Threatening the sprites maliciously.

An ark appears, wooden and over-bearing, Hope springs for the girls so afraid.

They clamber on board to escape their pursuer, To be met by other trackers desiring their gifts.

A secret enchantment, as the twins speak wordlessly.

In fear they sprint spritely to the aft and dive again.

Such fearsome hunters, hideous in appearance, alien, Litter the shores in search.

I look yonder.

Colourful villa doors open instantaneously, Haunting portals slam shut simultaneously.

Stopped for questioning on the matter,

Beyond my comprehension, but the hybrid enquires.

I have no knowledge to impart, and escape.

Taking breath in a rock pool, leaning on coral,

Movement behind my back,

I turn cautiously,

Under weeds and gravel a pink eye stares hauntingly.

Such terror drove the nymphs to immerse like crabs,

Suffocating beneath the tides, eyes stinging in salt, My hand moves, and the petrified eye follows, Hauntingly they live stifling, dying.

Attempts to dig prove futile, injuring the lone eye, Predators enshroud me, unable to see, The angels protect their gift, willing to die.

Bubbles rise without panic, but fear espies.

I am returned to my vessel, haunted by the single eye.

Into the deep once more I flow, to be lost eternally.

Such guilt and helplessness bind my soul,

Such horror troubles my whirlwind mind, Such blackness engulfs, the tendrils break, Spilling the haunting wave over me.

In unchartered territory I float,

Ghost ship as dimensions meet, Appearing, disappearing, A sea legend.

A damned soul.

Threatening in the haunting seas.