Caribbean Seawolf Poet Rhyme

She O'The Morrow

Woman of Sorrow                                     She o'the Morrow


Drink to her whose sorrow                       Nay... I'll drink to her on the morrow...
Has aroused a poet's sigh;		         She who'd set my thoughts a'fly...
A woman who brought tomorrow             She from whom I'd borrowed...
What treasure can never buy.                  Treazure grand from silken thigh...
Her words are penned with sadness        Her words o'pen o'gladness...
And often an empty tone;                         Feelings oft thought as madness...
Along with all those feelings                     Full cool crost river's stone...
In a sea of tears from feeling alone.         A'drift in sea o'tear... o'smile felt hers alone.

Here's to her whose sorrow                     Here's to she of morrow...
Has made many a poet cry;                      Whose gift I so shall try...
Her words are read with tears	                 Her words thus through the years...
That rain like love from the sky.                Shall be as rain o'love from sky.
Now the sea will drink her tears               Aye! I'll toast then on that morrow...
With those we try to hide;                        Gone thus her fog o'sorrow...               
Here's to her whose sorrow                     As joy displaces fear...
Flows free from deep down inside.           When then our sea doth drink her tear...
                                                                 Mine as well fast by her side...
Elizabeth Wesley                                      Winds of pleazure set high our tide...                   
                                                                 So shall I my glass lift high...
                                                                 To she that sails on winds o'pride.


                                                                                    SeaWolf

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Michelle Mac Donald April 29, 2012 at 9:31 AM This is a touchingly beautiful write, Elizabeth Wesley, and Seawolf! Teaming up you've created a most outstanding write, while staying true to character. Looks like the old sea dog is quite the romantic !?:)) He was sure trying to 'shiver your timbers', Elizabeth! Best wishes...Mikki

Elizabeth Wesley December 11, 2011 at 4:35 PM Don't you dare delete. This is fantastic and I feel so special that this inspired you. Thanks for letting me know as it is a pleasure to read and goes into my favs. Love your creative work Seawolf, you have great individuality in your writes. Lov, Elizabeth Caribbean Seawolf December 11, 2011 at 4:42 PM Aye! Then 'tis dance well done I'd ruther.... as pen o'mine... oft but all a'bluther... pleases yet another... SeaWolf

Francine Roberts December 11, 2011 at 8:32 AM wonderful , as usual, , your writing captivates me, pulls me in Caribbean Seawolf December 11, 2011 at 11:28 AM Thank you, Francine. While never has it been my norm to respond to comments... 'Tis well nigh time I'd ought respond to precious moments. As well... I'll also begin commenting on the quite fine rimes of so very many others within. SeaWolf

Mandy Tams The Golden Girl December 11, 2011 at 4:13 AM This is a nice write x Caribbean Seawolf December 11, 2011 at 4:28 AM Thank you. I'll wonder if Elizabeth Wesley finds it so... and I had a bit of a fit trying to align the format....