Bilge
Although she paints him darkly
and through those dull shaded lenses of hers
flimsy she might sail ..
Yet in her wake, I thought I heard
sad shanty songs ..
From the missing crew of a stricken craft
perhaps, now filled
with the discarded ghosts of long lost poets ..
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Sad writing . Nicely expressed . To hear the voice of poets … floating in the breeze but no longer here , … sad
thank you Rose ...................................... x
Tears spoke by
As passing years of time
Those words shall remain
So remorseful the sayer passed away
Beautiful Neville
Short poetry of yours
Sheds so many shades
and you my friend have such a way with words .................. bless you & truly .. N
'flimsy she might sail ..
Yet in her wake, I thought I heard
sad shanty songs'..
back in days, when ships
were warded off evil spirits
by tattooing a lady's
name or sculpted image
at their bow,
now we dwell in progress
that no longer deals in spirits
and so no more fortune's, ladies
to adorn our ships
or hopes;
just curses of luck
be it fleeting good
or tolerated bad, that lingers...
(love how brilliantly you captured
that whole melancholic feel
and seafarer characterisation
in such few words)
showcasing exemplary Brevity in Poetry
a masterful write, dear Poet
and you write it all so unassumingly accessible
makes us all think, its so simple
till we try to emulate and fail, lol
............................................ You get a resounding YES from me L.B .. thank you my friend .. N
Some make a habit of painting those darkly who fail expectations - sad but true poetic lovers of long ago now ghosts indeed will line all the decks of any She so disposed - - - maybe ......x
......................................... how warm you are with your take on these words ... well generally, I imagine .......................... x
I love haunting poetry Neville and this is that!
You honour me my friend ........... Many most sincere thank you's ...................... N
Wow, that is quite haunting. Some nice thoughts and imagery there!
How extraordinarily kind of you Draven .................. and more appreciated than I am prepared to let on in public ............................................ N
Good write N. Liked.
Thank you Orchidee ............................ N
Lonely place to die, the sea.
You can see why they're crying when no hope exists and the ghosts scream. Haunting write this one.
Thank you & your insight Paul ......................................................... N
Reminds me of the stories I heard of the seafarers of eons past, who were entertained by the poets on their torturous voyages, many meeting their ghostly ends, so brought to life by your pen
Thank you for the visitation & your thoughts on these words SureshG .......... I am most grateful my friend .. N
Emotive words Neville, but we still hear those long lost poets.
Andy
glad I'm not the only one, otherwise, I might well have had to lock myself up ........ ta Andy .. 🙂
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