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James Casey

(11June 1940 / Binghamton, New York)

Maiden


Maiden

Ancient mariners sailed, on uncharted seas
The sailor is called to sail, these seas
Always fearful, but needing their journeys
His ports of call, never a guarantee

Through fog, night, and unending mazes
These seamen of lost souls await
Always sailing, to faraway places
Nary a thought, about their fate

At the end of many a gale, there's a smile
Although they feel, the aroma of the salty spray
Elation erupts, the storm is over, for awhile
They know they have survived, another day

But in their fading hearts, they know
The sea was luring them, to a salty grave
Tiny ships always tossed, to and fro
They could easily drown, with the next wave

The sea is a solemn, heartless maiden
Through fog, cold nights, and gloomy skies
She waits for her prey, with cold abandon
Always lurking in her sea, of sighs

Her body's engraved, with their sweat and blood
She awaits them, with, her crystallized womb
While their souls, unshackle from their earthen mud
The sea maiden lies, waiting patiently, for their doom

Their mouths opened, with their last gasp
They'll sail, forever in the deep
She'll hold them, forever in her grasp
A sailors grave, in her bosom they will sleep


Jim 1964

Submitted: Sunday, December 26, 2010
Edited: Sunday, April 22, 2012
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Poet's Notes about The Poem

Our US Navy ship was in the North Atlantic, (an Aircraft Carrier) , being tossed about like a cork, when I envisioned what and why good men would leave the warmth of their homes and venture to the sea in their small wooden sail boats, Without their bravery, I would not be here on the same sea in a much larger and safer ship. I thank them for their bravery with this poem

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