Lady Jane

Whilst    wildest seas were wantonly whipping

That same selfish sea sought her selfless soul

Unable to grasp, what she hoped to be gripping

Had the lamed Lady Jane, begin slipping below

Where she, in the dankest depth of dark’s deep

Into the end of her ways, she was slipping

 

Deepest of dark’s dread

Coursing through scurvied scum

Sent seamen to their lockers

Where were consumed

Endless bottles of rum                                    

 

The surging sea, with its foul breath, be dammed

Willingly wed with whichever wanton wind won

While blood, firstly taken after darkest demand

Delving in dank depth’s, where seamen were shunned

Sending souls scurrying to their soiled, sea chests

Bringing forth to consume, endless bottles of rum

 

Deepest of dark dread

Coursing through scurvied scum

Sent seamen to their lockers

Where were consumed

Endless bottles of rum

 

Unable to contain her helplessly, hanging life’s flow

The Lady Jane sideways first slid, until the lady slipped

Tho’ tenuously tangled into turmoiled, troughs below

Soullessly sentenced by scorning seas, she then shipped

To where blackest of dark’s depth became her greatest foe

 

Depth of dark dread

Coursing through scurvied scum

Sent seamen to their lockers

Where were consumed

Endless bottles of rum    

 

Tho’ that salt sea now is a salubrious and seraphic sill       

Below, Lady Jane is soullessly secured in shackling stays

But when willful’s, wild wind wakes, as wrathfully will   

Then soused seamen will delve into rum’s willing ways

Until the roused wrath of raging seas, are once again still

     

 

Reviews

[Poetic Beauty]

I love this tale of pirates at sea being sent to Davy jones locker to forever drink their rum. I could see the wind whipping and the ship tilting dumping many a person into the raging dark greenish blue water. Love the wording and the imagery painted in this poem

[Dave Brown]

chuckles to you
It's probably not too far off reality
Doubtless there were many an old sailing ship sent to the deep and the rum would have been a hearty way to address life down under
I and my little doggy companion sitting beside me offer our 'Avast' and thanks for the visit matey

[Poetic Beauty]

You’re welcome. I loved this tale filled with all its waves and rocking seas

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Dave… Lady Jane is tormented and knows there is only one Tonic that can calm the Sea… a bottle of Rum… It seems our World is similar to a Raging Storm. Heaven only knows. Pat

[Dave Brown]

Thankyou for another of your always appreciated visits.
As unfortunate it was for the Lady Jane, based on the possible result of the next U.S. Precedential elections, we all may need more than a bottle of rum.
Hope all goes well with you, with Spring's coming encouraging birds, bees, flowers and trees.
Have a jolly day

[Chris Shaw]

Very atmospheric Dave. When all hope is gone, thank goodness for the rum before you meet a watery grave. Must be terrifying to be out at sea in the circumstances that lead to a ship sinking below the waves.

Chris

[Dave Brown]

Yes, that is an experience I can do without
Thanks for the visit, I haven't caught sight of you yet, as a pedestrian passing by while filming of 'Move to the Country' is taking place!
However, there are more episodes coming