The ghosts come stern to foreshadow
their routes westward to Atlantic,
nautilus trust to sea mantic,
- to ocean deities endow.
Their ancestors were apt sailors,
to serve an equal cause for years,
on compassed routes - funeral tears,
sabled wives shed to sea bailors.
The blue engagement is a spell,
that haunts the island men since birth;
whom sea engulfs is an owing dearth,
to morose depths of mournful well.
The sailors stand on the stern deck,
as dusk turns colors to dark gray,
with a harmonica's sad play,
the long tear shadows and stares beck.
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