Whaler's Wives

Whaler's wives have risen for their husbands

lost at sea and hasten from the churchyards,

and to December's beach, to keep once more

the widow's watch, where wistfully they waited,

with flagging hopes, and splintered hearts, and rain

upon their prayer books--then tears atop their

caskets, laid low beneath that hallowed ground.

Reviews

[Ken e Bujold]

Lovely traditional ode Mike. Not sure why no one has reviewed. So, let me be the first to congratulate you on a fine poem

ken

[Mike]

Thanks, Ken. Your work is awesome. It's influenced my approach to poetry.

[Ken e Bujold]

wow, thank you ever so much for the compliment. makes my day