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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Standing at the tavern door,eyes dark and brooding Neath his floppy hat, stared into the crowded room, A Raven flew from his shoulder settling in rafters high, He smiled a sardonic smile and ordered a mug of ale. All turned to look at this dark eyed traveller tall, His leather boots dusty ,cloak trimmed with mud, And from his belt around his coat hung a dirk long No one thought to say a word they tried to look small. Around the smoke filled room his gaze did wander Settled on a crowd of rowdy sea going lads noisly Drinking ale and rum and telling bawdy tales, Just back from foreign voyage across the seven seas. Within their midst a vision sat with a smirk on ruby lips Long hair framed her face like waves of swelling sea, Like kelpie mane, ran that hair ,her eyes like deep sea green, And at once his dark eyes shone beneath that floppy hat. The night wore on, the air grew warm, the raven fluffed his wings From somewhere a shot rang out lodging in rafters deep, Laughter raucous and shrill cut across the misty room, Silence fell heavy among the gathered crowd. He slowly turned his head in the direction of the rowdy lads Dark eyes flashed as stepped towards where they sat, As one they rose and laughed in his face,swords drawn, In his hand a wooden staff and they laughed no more. Faces stunned into disbelief at what they had seen, Around his feet six men lay still blood seeping from their wounds, He turned on his heel and slowly went through the door, The Raven cawed, spread his wings as he flew out the door. Standing by his horse the sea going beauty waited patiently, She smiled as he approached with a swagger and dark eyes flash He tipped his floppy hat and beckoned with outstretched hand, She went to him in full embrace held him like a band. They travelled the land, the sea faring beauty and the dark eyed man, Their tale told throughout the fair sun kissed land, From village to village and taverns where seafaring folk met, The legend grew of the Dark Eyed traveller and his mermaid bride. Andrew Provan McIntyre © 2015.
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