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Ghost Ship

She moves alone through darkness, the mist her cloak of awe, she would freeze the hardened sailor who would dare to step aboard. All through the night she wonders, alone and far from shore, the rigging drips of purple blood, by death with gun and sword.

No crew has she to speak of, the decks they hark and creek, no moon could blaze her windswept ways, out through the mist she peeps. The sharks that follow slowly, black eyes above the wake, be careful ye may flounder, your life she may just take.

The black flag on her main sail, stands strong and cannot yield, her journey ever onward, her haunted broken keel. Her cannons roll so slowly, back and forth just like the tides, be careful ye unspoilt youth, they can burn and melt young eyes.

Never gaze at night, poor soulful youth, from the cliff tops strengthened heights, for just beyond the horizon, there she drifts with mournful plight, take care in case she beckons forth, her treasure you may seek, beneath the waves she’ll drag you, a salty grave you’ll keep.

Out in the night she travels, for her no thought of shore, for she is cursed and afflicted, to sail on for evermore. I tell this tale to you my friend, I am the master of this craft, through seven seas of gales and breeze, for the ghost ship, she’s my heart

Fergus Michael Condron