Must Go To the Sea

Folks called her Molly and she was crying now 
She was deep in sorrow with a furrowed brow
An alabaster cross hung around her neck
Salvaged from rolling surf in that deadly wreck
Her left hand held the last rose of the season
While her love lay dead - the sea was the reason
Careless she stood on this old bridge made of rust
As sailors below went to sea as they must
She had watched as the storm had turned the clouds to scud
And the azure water had turned to brown mud
The storm had killed her man on the rocks just there
And her wedding plans had gone aground somewhere
She could hear her father," If wed you must be -
Do not wed a man who must go to the sea."

3-28-19
Contest:Specificity in Poetry
Sponsor:Sheri Fresonke Harper
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Harper Avatar
May 2, 2019 at 4:01 PM
Congratulations on your honorable mention finish, Larry, good details providing the sorrowful loss of a husband after a stormy shipwreck, enjoyed reading it.
Bradfield Avatar
May 2, 2019 at 4:32 PM
Thank you!
Duet Avatar
March 29, 2019 at 11:31 PM
I really like this one. It's like a little sad story and with so much feeling and your rhyming couplets are great. My only question is about the title: did you accidentally leave out the word, "Go"? Good luck to you in the contest, Larry.
Bradfield Avatar
March 29, 2019 at 11:43 PM
Thank you, thank you, Carole.I missed it completely and have corrected it. Makes a world of difference. If I win I'll split the prize with you..LOL
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