The Ghost of Maggy May
By: Fee
A ghost on the beach on warm moonless nights
She waits alone till she sees the sunrise
It’s the spot where they made love so long ago
Where he told her such pretty sweet lies
He said “Maggy May I’ll soon be off to sea
On the new moon’s early tide
Oh me darling Maggy make sweet love to me
And on my return be my bride…”
So he hugged her and kissed her sweet lips
As their clothes quickly became part of the sand
The fair maiden with a promise surrendered
Then he left with but a wave of his hand
He was wed to another with wee ones at home
Nay his love for her was not but a lie
Her salt tears fell to join the brine of the sea
As she walked out into the ocean to die
So if you walk on that shore on a warm moonless night
Some say you will see a naked maiden at play
Do not tary, do not linger…go quickly, go quickly away
For she still seeks revenge for the man who once sinned
That’s the ghost lady they call Maggy May
Dave.
Sheila
Marvellous story, give us more, please?
Georg
Personally, I would still make it wider . . . pacing makes me more MAD! LOL!
Poor Maggy May . . . dissed for another, forever tasting salt!
I enjoyed this poetic tale, Fee
Love and Peace~
Kimmy~
Love, Christine
In Kowloon, Hong Kong there is a mountain top shaped like a woman standing there looking out to the sea. When I was growing up the legend I heard was that there was a woman whose husband had gone out to sea, and he was supposed to be back, but he had never come back to her. The woman stood on the mountain top everyday searching for sight of her husband's boat, but upto this date he was nowhere to be found.
The woman had been standing there for so long, she has become the mountain top itself.
Just another story to ponder about women looking out to the sea for their loved ones.
Sandie Angel :o)
A wonderful penning of yours Fee and yes the pic goes along perfectly.
Enjoy,
~Gwendolyn
Regis
I loved this story. The hint of love, bliss, surrender, followed by a haunting scorn woman. Only you could write this so well... Can not wait for the next one my friend...
Wow, what a poets gem you have here Sweetie!
This great pict. was meant for your pen to write of!
I have heard of this happening to a lost, sad and lonely lied to soul!
This poem speaks to the heart!
I love it!
Write On!
And... Happy! 4th. of July to you and your loved ones!
Stay Positive!
Warmest Blessings of Hugs, Inner Peace, and Love, Warrior Purple Passion Gypsy Lady Sheexoooo
Glad you saw that picture.
Love,
Becca~
I agreed with you that picture begged for a write
And your words captured it beautifully!!
I LOVE IT!!
Happy 4 Th of July
Peace Love and Hugesss....Morning Star
Be always safe,
Karen
Happy belated Canada Day; hope it was happy!
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D
Cheers,
Dan
If I Could I Would Hug Her
Much Love & Inspiration Poet!!
Embraced ~ Embrassé
Vickie
What a write, wot a pic :)
Hugxxx Cherrypie
Love ya face cuz XOXOXO, Rose
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
Hope you had a wonderful Canada Day!
The salt brine of tears sting many maden fair.
"All lies and jest,
Till a man he hears what he wants to hear,
And disregards the rest."
Happy holiday my friend.
Walt