Showing posts with label tales. Show all posts
Showing posts with label tales. Show all posts

Monday, October 30, 2017

An Eerie Tale Takes Sail



Once long ago and far, far away
two fools searched for an exotic bay
they sailed the sea, of  lofty dreams
sometimes, all was not as it seems

Captain Pat ran a mighty ship
through the darkness it could slip
now these fools they had a plan
and so the journey soon began

Truedessa's head always in a cloud
voices in the Captain's head were loud
their imaginations had no end
and many stories they did pen

On this Hallow Eve,  a saga  begins
their vessel suddenly starts to spin
Truedessa yells "what's going on,
the heavenly stars are now gone"

The Capt'n shouts  "we need light,
we'll crash in darkness this night"
tossed about, the ship roughly  moans
Truedessa takes out  magical stones

a portal of light suddenly appears
sending them in a strange sphere
their ship they can no longer steer
trying to suppress their rising fear

hovering near with a giant wingspan
two red eyes glowing, a moth-man
a creature of the darkness and night
determined to steal the pairs light

the two would have none of that
pondering the Capt'n took off his hat
Truedessa whispered in his ear
"a lighthouse stands on the coast near"

Meanwhile, moth-man is shooting flares
from his fiery eyes at the foolish pair
Capt'n cautiously devises a scheme
we can bring you where light beams

The moth-man agrees, but if they fail
the two will never again set sail
they approach the beacon of light
suddenly, a ghostly figure takes flight

An eerie voice, " who dares to pay a call"
lost souls  reside within these walls
Truedessa's who's not afraid of any ghosts
demands to meet the creepy  host

Moth-man's eyes are shooting fiery darts
one hits the Capt'n , that wasn't smart
he draws his sword, there will be hell to pay
the journey is not so fun this day

Truedessa quickly ran up many flights
ghostly figures try to bring her fright
Capt'n  "yells" TURN UP THE LAMPS
TURN UP THE AMPS"

Turning up the wick, oil worked quick
Light filtered, that should do the trick
just as the moon came out of hiding
moth-man now was happy and smiling

The light-keeper nodded with glee
as lost souls could now be set free
Truedessa and Captain Pat were relieved
for in the light they both did believe

Exhausted they returned to their ship
into a deep slumber they did slip
wondering if it was all some crazy dream
when suddenly they both screamed

HAPPY HALLOWEEN!

author's note: This one was written
for a friend ~ may we always sail
the ship of dreams...may the journey
always be kind to you!

Saturday, October 7, 2017

Fisherman's Tale

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by Thomas Eakins (1910)
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 They gathered with nets on the shoreline
on a dark rainy day, searching for a sign

it was rumored that s ship of dreams sailed
carrying treasures beyond the mystic veil

cold and hungry they cast out their heavy nets
through the fog, formed ghostly silhouettes

echoes of deep regrets, ballad of lost souls
who among you, will hear the last bell toll

with humble hearts, working side by side
hidden full moon, pulling hope with the tide

it is said their nets were bountiful with fish
and the ship of dreams full- filled their wish

perhaps, this is an old fisherman's tale
for all we know it could have been a whale

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author's note: I am having some computer issues so I will
be reading and commenting as I can.  Thanks for visiting.