Two Lost Discoverers Only Boys - Kiran Leonard

Souls across a fen

Bound on boundless ‘when'

Heroes on a jolly outing, spinning our myths

Simulator of an outside

Witness of a new finding

Ghosts of old threat tale

Roam on handsome trail

There were reaches of an outcrop humming the wind

Hear the sketching of a shoreline

Whispering «I will find them»

Ghosts of ramparts;

the whistling green

Prairie mount;

discoverer’s whet

Pair of vanguards, a chrysalis each

Sailing out from a black silhouette

There you are, as a caravel

Across a wave, sighing

Up, up, away

Dunes in the grey

Tall rocks

Blank as God

Strange drivers

Driving on