Vee Bdosa Poet Iambic Pentameter

The Devil's Thief

THE DEVIL'S THIEF
Arranged in paradise, by suffering's fate,
to have no end, to be alone and wait,
it was her love, acceptance came so fast
she had no time to think it might not last,
as he, the sailor left, she loved too late;

He'd waited on the dock so long he grew
to be inspired by something she won't do,
'twas just a recognizing love is there
the reaching out for what is everywhere,
but love for her was something all so new;

the chart well planned, and ties that bound the ship
were heaved away, and thus began the trip,
upon the sea, past U-Boats ev'ry one,
yet feared he not, his ship was let to run.
their course away from where the moon would dip.

She on the shore, he on the watch at three,
both dreaming dreams not ever let to be
but absence makes the heart more fonder yet,
and out of sight means not they will forget;
the ship sailed on, and peaceful was the sea;

the gale that came and sank him to the reef,
took from the shore the lady in her grief,
and they were thus to marry, in the sea,
united 'neath the waves, eternally,
depriving love from time, the devil's thief.

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Robert Masterson February 26, 2012 at 11:14 AM Each time I read a piece from or about our service members it reminds me of all they give and sacrifice. And especially that the sacrifice is not theirs alone. We owe an enormous debt to all of you who serve or love one who served. In wars that we glorify and one we despise, the men and women in uniform sacrifice for us all. Thanks for your words! Vee Bdosa February 26, 2012 at 11:33 AM There was a phrase we used to say in the Navy, and guess what, the Hippies jumped on it and everything was "Right ON" Well, they were right on about that. LOL