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The Barquentine

The Barquentine

A Poem by David Lewis Paget

I was staring at the horizon on
A clear and balmy day,
The sky was blue and the sea a type
Of aquamarine in the bay,
There wasn’t a sign of storm or squall
Till the sunset turned dull red,
And then the sky, of a sudden turned
From blue to the grey of lead.

And you were stood there, Geraldine
With your collar turned up high,
You shivered once, then looked around
Took note of the darkening sky,
‘Is that a barque or a barquentine
I see tied up to the pier?’
And slowly, filtering into my view
Was a ship that wasn’t there.

It hadn’t been there all afternoon
It hadn’t sailed into the bay,
I’m sure that I would have noticed if
It was fifteen miles away,
But there it sat with its stays and sails
Reefed in and sitting becalmed,
But dark and ever so threatening
I was right to feel alarmed.

Then Geraldine ran along the pier,
I was trying to call her back,
When lightning lit the sky above
With a sudden tumultuous crack,
She turned just once and she called to me:
‘Don’t follow, it’s my fate!
The ship’s the Admiral Benbow,
I’m a hundred years too late.’

She ran, and her coat flew out behind
Like an ancient type of cape,
And on the deck of the barquentine
Were men, with mouths agape,
A single plank lay across the pier
And up to the wooden bow,
Which Geraldine clambered up to board
While I stood, and wondered how?

No sooner was she aboard, than then
The men gave up a cheer,
And she I saw in the arms of one,
A brigand privateer,
She waved just once, then she went below
To my ever present pain,
The love of my life, my Geraldine,
I never saw again.

The wind blew up and the rain came down
And the barque then raised its sails,
Was cast adrift in a heaving sea
In that coastal port of Wales,
And then I swear, the Captain came
To the bow, and then he leered,
And by the time that I turned around
That barque had disappeared.

David Lewis Paget

© 2016 David Lewis Paget

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Amazing story shared my friend. I felt the sea and I saw her. Thank you for sharing your outstanding tales.

Posted 6 Years Ago

I felt for the man who had been left behind - literally kept in the dark by his erstwhile love.
You transport the reader so well David.

Posted 6 Years Ago

Wonderfully romantic yet chilling ghost story.

Posted 6 Years Ago

Very witty write. I love those old sailing ships and could see it in the dusk with the lightening flashing. Nice fairy tale. Valentine

Posted 6 Years Ago

She was 100 years too late... Wow, this is ghostly and I just love it. A phantom, waiting all those years to return to her lost love. What a wonderful story :)

Posted 6 Years Ago

1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I'm sorry you had to lose her, Geraldine. A beautiful tale told, as usual! Can't wait to read more!

Posted 6 Years Ago

1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

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6 Reviews
Added on November 4, 2016
Last Updated on November 4, 2016
Tags: horizon, sunset, cape, Wales


David Lewis Paget
David Lewis Paget

Moonta, South Australia, Australia



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