The Form On the Sea

This one's about a ghost ship and a fight betwixt the islanders and the pirates...now, thier spirits roam the seas.

The ship is slowly sailing. Constantly persuing the unknown on the waters.

The form is not different in the slightest. It’s the one that’s been seen before.

The people stay away, when it makes its ghostly path. They keep their sons and daughters.

I however am not afraid; I go down to the edge of the Sea. I want to see the ghouls of lore.

I hear the ghost bell tolling away out in the silvery mist. It is then I recall the slaughters.

Our men fought with pirates, it was our loves that fortunately won. Oh! That night was wrought with gore!

                     Now on the anniversary of the event of that night, we see the ghostly pirate martyers.

Author's Note

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Reviews

[Jules]

It could easily be developed into an epic story, thats what I like about this poem! its an interesting story with good themes! You have written it in a form i enjoy: it is poetic and well written and it has great mood to it that really intrigues the reader!