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The Rose and Crown

The year was 1832 when she slipped out the pub back door It was stormy and cold as she walked out far across the English Moor She stood at the edge of a craggy cliff as waves slammed rocks below Her hooded cape flapped wildly as the wind began to blow The fury of the rain and wind pummeled her tiny frame She wondered if they'd miss her or even knew her name For she was just a tavern maid who sometimes shared her bed But what she earned just barely left enough to keep her fed The sailers stopped at the Rose and Crown for whiskey, wittles and more Then slung their bags and left the pub to sail for distant shores Although it did not show just yet, she feared she was with child And some of them who'd bedded her, made her feel defiled She saw no future for herself nor means to raise a child Then softly cried forgive me lord and bid the world goodby

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Date: 3/14/2022 9:23:00 PM
My Goodness this is so good, enough said, 'I love it' to my favourites.
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Date: 3/15/2022 9:44:00 PM
Hi Harry, Thank you so much for your kind feedback. I'm glad you enjoyed reading this one. Its very different to what I usually write and rather dark, but something compelled me to write about this. Cheers my friend :-)
Date: 2/28/2022 4:06:00 PM
Oh, so sad. I imagine that truly happened more than once. You're a good story-teller and your poetry is beautiful.
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Date: 2/28/2022 4:51:00 PM
Thank you Anne. Yes times were very hard back then and most unmarried women had to resort to prostitution to survive. Many also died of std as well as trying to abort children they knew they couldn't support. Very sad part of history indeed. Cheers my friend :-)
Date: 1/17/2022 11:23:00 AM
Sounds like you were in Yarmouth. . . .another well told poem! Enjoyed!
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Anne E Sangster - K
Date: 1/17/2022 5:07:00 PM
Thank you Rico for your kind feedback on my newest poem. Cheers Anne :-)