It was a journey long and hard The lifelong vision of a bard His inner dream was to embark Upon a vessel in the dark And sail to ports both far and near This Captain poet "Balladeer"
It truly was a magic ship That on the silvery crest would slip Through ocean channels deep and cold From port to port and pole to pole For he could bend the stiffest ear This man they called the "Balladeer"
Each story had a subtle twist That even whales could not resist The ocean beasts would leave there course And follow him without remorse They gathered round him just to hear Poetic tales of Balladeer
I heard it said one winter night That moonbeams bathed in pearly light A hundred whales, a thousand seals More than a million fish and eels All lured, enchanted and endeared To every verse of Balladeer
I said no poet on this earth Was ever deemed to be of worth To beast of ocean, beast of land To every single mortal man But as the ship was drawing near I heard the voice of Balladeer
My ears at once were mesmerized My eyes were stilled and hypnotized Within a moment�s time I slid Into the ranks of seal and squid And just as they, I stretched to hear Each word that came from Balladeer
A widow�s walk, a soldiers plight A wheel turned left instead of right Just as McDonalds morning crew I swabbed the deck and sailed the blue Among my mates to wildly cheer The tallest tales of Balladeer
[This message has been edited by Nan (03-03-2009 11:15 PM).]
I will wildly cheer the tales of that rascal too. However, that small talks so slow, and so smooth, he darn near put me to sleep reciting (from memory) an epic poem of his. It wasn't from lack of interest, it was just his hypnotic voice.
Lizzie, I love ya! This brought back times of our Cape Cod visit, and I am almost due to go again! I miss it, you, Nan, and the Christmastree Shop.
Bewilderment , USA
Elizabeth, I find myself succumbing to the rapture of this piece, however, you do realize this is going to make "Deers'" head swell more than the "poetry viagra" he was taking in the workshop! Lol. Doc