Valerie Bellefleur Poet Ballad

The Yarn of the Nancy Lee

A thousand stars shone down that night
On the whaling ship Nancy Lee
Who set her sails and floated away
On the beautiful crystal sea

She rocked back and forth on the crest of a wave
Under an orange moon
And the men on her deck
Sang harbor songs
With the lilt of an Irish tune

At dawn's first light
The crew arose
And gazing out to the east
Spotted a whale of mighty girth
A large, magnificent beast

The ship grew close in the rising sun
That wrapped the sea in gold
As the men on the deck
Grew excited for 
The adventure to unfold

Then out of nowhere came a wave
Like a monster from the deep
That thrust itself around the boat
Which caused the men to leap

The ocean growled and tore the sail
The canvass pulling free
Just like a growling, hungry bear
That swallowed the Nancy Lee

The twenty eight men lie on the floor
Of the dark and mysterious deep
And amongst the wreck of their beloved ship
They rest in a peaceful sleep

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Vince Suzadail Jr. August 13, 2008 at 5:17 PM As a sailor, my biggest love affair was with the ocean. My biggest problem with that is I swim like a rock. If you've laid on deck under the Southern Cross on a calm moonlit night, you couldn't help but fall in love with her. In her storms she is awesome also. Vince