Patrick Kelly Poet Rhyme

The Ghost Ship

I saw a ghostly galleon as it sailed under a sailor’s moon.
               The night was a ribbon of darkness, drawing a veil over a sea of  
               gloom.
                   Her sails were tattered and torn, her rigging in disarray.
           Her watch bell hung in an eerie silence and on a windless sea she lay
                        The decks were littered and dirty, her rails in disrepair
                The cabin door was rotten and broken and left to the ocean air.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                    
             A crew of boney sailors and a phantom captain at the wheel.
                    She sails on a sea to nowhere, a ship whose fate is sealed
                We passed her on our starboard side as I felt myself began to fall 
                           Did I really see her, was she really there at all?

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