A Ghostly Tear

Just an eerie poem because it is Halloween

A Ghostly Tear

 

 

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O’ crooked branch and magpie’s claw,

yon rusted chains a’ sway this night

Clutch tight a sign “The Seagull's Squall”

of splintered wood and storm clouds fight

Old tavern lone this craggy shore

where angered waves accost the sand

and drenching rains from heavens pour,

whilst thunder boasts its loud command

 

On creaking stools with painted legs,

along the bar, a gathered crew

Expected flow from aging kegs

a frothy crown this lagered brew

Fills tankards held of one now gone,

'midst pewter death in golden ale

In drunk'n stupor sorrows shown,

lost at sea, his soul last sailed

 

Watching cloaked of shadowed mist

in darkened corner, lingered smoke

O’er long goodbyes on echoes twist

and couraged voices soundly spoke

Weaving tales, a' journeys past,

voyages beyond the deep

Ports o’ call and forth day cast,

of treasures that abound to reap 

 

When one, a glass above his head

beckons silence, moments slow

Respect, our mate now swallow'd dead,

entombed within the depths below

Then hearty cheers and farewell speak,

this touching scene if one would be

A ghostly tear now falls my cheek,

this fallen mate they cheer is me

 

Author's Note

Happy Halloween

Reviews

[lightsong]

You are really great when it comes to the rhythm, we read this with no breaks, flawless, the emotions are real, and I wonder how a Halloween poem turned to this touching one, I didn't find it eerie, I find it sad and a monologue for oneself. it seems he was and still so lonely. of course the last two lines are unexpectedly amazing.

Please, Happy Halloween :>

[willweb]

Thanks so very much. I am thrilled you liked this. yes, maybe not so eerie as it is sad, I should have said a sad horror tale in the vein of the Hunchback of Notre Dame (somewhat, well the sad part). Either way, I appreciate you stopping by to read and for leaving such a nice ccomment.

[lightsong]

Most Welcome :>

[DIVYA]

I enjoyed this poem so rich in imagery. The conclusion was great, keeping with Halloween but it also is very relatable in general as to how we picture others remembering us when we are gone. Thanks for sharing.

[willweb]

Thank you so much Divya. I appreciate your visit and comment

[DIVYA]

You're welcome. Have a great day :)

[Linda Marie Van Tassell]

O! This so reminded me of the narrative poetry of David Paget! This was such a pleasure to read, the ghostly words of one witnessing those bidding him farewell. I love the language, the unique texture of your words, and the rhyme that seems so unforced. I can tell that this took a lot of time and effort, and I really appreciate it. Thank you.

[willweb]

Thank you so much Linda. I am thrilled you enjoyed this one so much. I am humbled by your comment and visit.

[Sami Khalil]

O’er long goodbyes on echoes twist

"and couraged voices soundly spoke

Weaving tales, a' journeys past,

voyages beyond the deep

Ports o’ call and forth day cast,"

of treasures that abound to reap

[Sami Khalil]

This sounded like an epic story of lost or drowned sailors. The author is shedding a tear or two on those events.
Enjoyed the journey but felt sad.

[willweb]

Thanks so much Sami.

[Sami Khalil]

You are welcome 😊.