The Skylark Poem by W H Benjamin

There was a ship lost at sea
That sailed the trail of Jason's Odyssey
A lonely Skylark found it moored
Crashed, thrown up, by the seven seas
The bones of Mutineers,
Sailors, cracked, chewed by a dog with fleas

Many a maiden had Poseidon loved
Until a one that caught his eye
Stowed away with a Sailor
On the doomed Persephone

The Skylark pranced from mast to ruined sail
Puffing from the effort
Huffing just like Poseidon's gale

The thunder of the waves,
The drumming of torrential rain
The shaking, the fright made the Sailor's pale
Until the maiden made a deal
Free the Persephone,
In return for one soul, one kiss
The Sailor pleaded and wept
And finally crept upon the Trident
Too late, she dove into the sea

Like a Mermaid she swam below
The Sailor gave chase
Poseidon in his haste
And wasted jealousy
Dashed the ship upon the rocks
And all the souls like pebbles in socks
Shaken out and forsaken.