virtuoso
06-13-2013, 10:39 AM
On the edge of barren, corroded shore
Where sailors ply their trade no more
No tenured harbor gallant fleets to moor
nor docks to greet restless crew, strident commodore
No expansive peers into the mighty ocean waves bore
or rustic wharves to accompany the dank decor
Gone are the tradesmen whose skilled hands weathered ships did restore
And the tawny, burly arms of the itinerant, shuffling stevedore
No inquisitive merchants the cargo's value to score
Yet the drifting currents grainy sketches still store
In the eerie winds the rasping breaths of stevedores soar
Through stormy gales, commands of disembarking captain's roar
Timeless silhouettes of wafting masts hover o'er ocean floor
Apparitions of ruddy sailors from briny mists pour
Out of the steamy fog, pirate ghosts still yell encore
From foaming waves, drunken sailors one more drought implore
Where sailors ply their trade no more
No tenured harbor gallant fleets to moor
nor docks to greet restless crew, strident commodore
No expansive peers into the mighty ocean waves bore
or rustic wharves to accompany the dank decor
Gone are the tradesmen whose skilled hands weathered ships did restore
And the tawny, burly arms of the itinerant, shuffling stevedore
No inquisitive merchants the cargo's value to score
Yet the drifting currents grainy sketches still store
In the eerie winds the rasping breaths of stevedores soar
Through stormy gales, commands of disembarking captain's roar
Timeless silhouettes of wafting masts hover o'er ocean floor
Apparitions of ruddy sailors from briny mists pour
Out of the steamy fog, pirate ghosts still yell encore
From foaming waves, drunken sailors one more drought implore