Vanya Evangeline Poet Etheree

Down the Whale-Road's Stream

Tides
Billow
The boats quake
Her sailors scream
Davy Jones' Locker
Opened its grisly maws
Who can hope for salvation?
When the devils of the whale-road
Cast down wretched tendrils of demise,
Damning poor souls to their watery grave

'Lord!'
They cry,
'Have mercy!'
'Deliver us'
'From this thunderstorm!'
As mighty sails tumble
And the cargo lose their worth
'Til the howling finally ceased
The harpy's screech now a siren's hymn
Drawing the vessels down the whale-road's stream

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Sara Kendrick March 4, 2025 at 7:05 AM Dropping by to say congratulations on your winning work. So nice to see it in the winners' list. Way to go. Sara K

Tania Kitchin March 2, 2025 at 5:43 AM Vanya, wonderfully penned with great imagery, congratulations on your winning placement. Vanya Evangeline March 2, 2025 at 5:54 PM Thanks for the contest! This was rather fun to write.

Margarita Lillico February 17, 2025 at 10:25 AM Almost as bad as my dentist:) Maws to Jaws… Wasn’t familiar with Davy Jones, thank you. I feel the doom of the ‘siren’s hymn’, great entry! Vanya Evangeline February 17, 2025 at 9:03 PM Haha, I suppose you're right. I was introduced to Davy Jones' Locker by the Pirates of the Caribbean films, although the entry itself is mostly inspired by the sea shanty songs that are becoming popular in YouTube as of late. And thanks for commenting!