Bo Lanier Poet Free verse

Ghost Ship

Oh and in the thick of fog 
The lighthouse is just a dim 
Shadow in the night everybody 
At James Bay knows this is that 
Time of the year as the ocean 
Rages with fury from the storm 
The Ghost Ship appears it sends 
A shiver down your spine and 
Outs a chill in the mid July wind 
As the Flying Dutchman returns 
Again 
Well and there are those that 
Always seems to disappear and 
Those found dead or half alive 
On the banks bloody side well... 
No one can say for sure but I know 
First hand it's not folklore 
You say you wanna see it for yourself 
But I think you're crazy but go ahead 
And find out why I'd rather stay locked 
Behind closed doors and a word to 
The wise if I were you I'd keep my distance 
And stay on high shore I know you're 
New here and it seems exciting to you but 
Trust me someone always seems to disappear 
Whenever The Ghost Ship is near and tonight 
Very well could be night 'cuz it always seems 
To happen around this time every year 
During mid-July when the fog comes rollin' 
In The Ghost Ship returns once again 
So if I were you I'd stay here until mornin' 
'Cuz after I lock this door I ain't a lettin' anyone 
In I know you may think it's just a camp fire 
Story handed down from generation to 
Generation but I know, I know for sure first 
Hand The Ghost Ship isn't just our upstanding 
Forefathers’ folklore who knows where it came 
From but the Flying Dutchman is as real and 
Dangerous as our rocky shores of James Bay 
Now don't let the Ghost Ship still your soul away!

♡Like0

Share Poem

---

Post Comments

Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.

Please Login to post a comment