Ghosts - The Sailing Ship In The Bay Poem by Paul Warren

Some summer nights in the Tasmanian sky
When the summer heat promises a temperature to fly
The Aurora Australis lights up in an intense colour sheet
And it's when the ghost ship drifts across the bay discreet

The moonlight shines straight through the sails
And they say a woman stands on the deck and wails
The story they say is that long ago one summer night
The master was with the woman below the deck in love's flight

But the ship sailed on into the rocks and was lost
The woman and the master drowned at the shipwreck's cost
So now on those summer nights the ship sails again
With the woman wailing about what she could not defend

© Paul Warren Poetry