Ghost ship doomed to sail forever
Spotted from afar, a lifeless ship
and crew...
Skeletal remains whose shadows
are cast even on the darkest of days...
Their bodies have perished, but their
souls still remain...
It is reckoned by seafarers to be
a portent of doom...
It is cursed to to ply the high seas
until Judgement Day, playing dice
with Satan himself, always crapping
out...
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Congratz on your 25,000 hits and 80 poems Poet!!
Love Tinka
I am always intrigued by the Flying Dutchman tales.
CarolHawks
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Best to you always,
RLS