Centuries guarding…
Wild stories, scary legends
…old and crusty whalers,
Long closeted skeletons,
And a pirate’s past
So full of shipwrecked
Ghost-sailors
Frightfully fluttering
Like salt-caked seagulls
Crying mournfully for bait
While a wicked wind scours
Those ancient stormy skies
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Enjoyed this one a lot. Very well written poem, and very pleasant to read too. Love Ernestine XXX