Black Sails

Black Sails

A Poem by Dennis Shanaberg
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Another dark song about...love, the end of the world, and boating...?

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Black sails at midnight.

Red sails at dawn.
Everyone cowers in fright.
Now, that you’re gone.
The water is churning.
The skies are so black.
My mind keeps on turning.
Please, just come back.
 
Black sails, red sails. 
Racing the sun.
Red sails, black sails.
Go till its done.
Black sails, red sails.
Chasing the moon.
Red sails, black sails.
I will catch up soon.
 
Don’t cry in the darkness.
I will be your light.
Don’t get lost in these buildings.
I’ll cure all your fright.
 
And if everything goes wrong.
If all love and hope is gone.
Climb aboard tonight.
We will make everything all right.
Just reach and take my hand.
We will sail until we reach the sand.
 
Black sails, red sails. 
Racing the sun.
Red sails, black sails.
Go till its done.
Black sails, red sails.
Chasing the moon.
Red sails, black sails.
I will catch up soon.
 
Red sails at night
I will delight.
Red skies in the morning
I understand the warning.
 
Black sails at midnight.
Red sails at dawn.
Everyone cowers in fright.
Now, that you’re gone.
The water is churning.
The skies are so black.
My mind keeps on turning.
Please, just come back.

© 2009 Dennis Shanaberg


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I love how you incorporated love and boating into one!! Definitely quite unique, I must say!!! I thoroughly enjoyed this piece and appreciate you sharing it with us!!!!

Posted 15 Years Ago


I think I both smiled and was sad in this poem. I like the repetition of the black and red sails. It makes it unique. I actually really enjoyed all of these lines so they are all my favorite. Stanza/verse three and four really showed a lot of emotion for me.

Posted 15 Years Ago



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Dennis Shanaberg
Dennis Shanaberg

Mentor, OH



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