"Shelter In The Storm"

The waves crashed hard

against the shore

the wind blew torridly

thunder crashed and lightning flashed

farther out to sea

 

a lovely maiden faced the wind

from a turbulent sea

and ducked her head

to hide her tears

lest anyone might see

 

concerned, I gathered my best Cape

around her lovely form

and gently guided her away

from this terrible storm

 

I took her to my cabin where

she set aside my Cape

and toweled her lovely neck and hair

relieved that she had escaped

 

she took the warming cup of Tea

that I had made for her

and sipping told me soulfully

about what had occurred

 

She said I loved a handsome sailor

many years ago

but our affair could not be shared

no one could ever know

 

My family's high position

would have suffered shame

and I knew the trouble it would cause

to my family's name

 

My handsome sailor left to sea

never to return

I since have grieved terribly

I never seem to learn

 

But when I grieve I seek the storm

to hide that which I fear

my family must never ever learn

why I shed these tears!

 

Ron Cole

June 2008

Reviews

[Brianna Brie]

It is the sound of the meter and rhyme that fascinates me so with your poems. Well done!

[Sharon Miller Bolander]

Needing to keep such a painful secret would have to eat you inside. Fascinating tale, Ron. :-) Peggy Paris (Sharon)

[Janice Ann]

It makes me want to be that poor womans sailor! What a lovely story you told in this piece! Great work, I loved the visuals and the emotion that the other sailor was feeling for her...it sort of played out another story in my mind! Once again, fantastic! Keep up the great writing!

Janice Ann