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WIDOW'S WALK

Contributed by hray42 on Saturday, 3rd March 2012 @ 01:07:03 PM in AEST
Topic: SadPoetry



it was a dark day back in seventy-three
when cloud bursts and lightening were both set free
her love was out on the most torrent of seas
fighting waves and to keep the helm at ease
she kept a vigilant watch from her widow's walk
as rumors did spread, as the locals did talk
for they had never seen a vessel return from such storm
but they could see her pace, and watch her sad form
her heart was heavy as she tread that small ground
while she went on silently, without even a sound
her head was spinning like that lost ship's wheel
doom for her love was all she could feel
this was the darkest day of eighteen seventy-three
and death was hungry for a feast in the sea
the havoc raged on, all throughout that bleak night
not to clear until the early morning light
where the new day found the lovelorn soul
still holding the railing, still playing her tragic role
that ill fated vessel never again did appear
answering her deepest worry, and her deepest fear
'twas one hundred years ago when this devil's night came
with its angry winds, and its most ferocious rain
and to this day can be seen a ghost to stalk
as she continues to haunt her poor widow's walk...




Copyright © hray42 ... [ 2012-03-03 13:07:03]
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Re: WIDOW'S WALK (User Rating: 1 )
by alicewhite on Saturday, 3rd March 2012 @ 07:22:57 PM AEST
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another great poem, very haunting and engaging


Re: WIDOW'S WALK (User Rating: 1 )
by shelby on Monday, 5th March 2012 @ 12:15:08 AM AEST
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I am really enjoying reading you tonight. You again took me right into this write, good work

Michelle


Re: WIDOW'S WALK (User Rating: 1 )
by ladyfawn on Tuesday, 15th April 2014 @ 02:14:57 PM AEST
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loved every line, written beautifully,

hugs n' love nessa




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