Terry O'Leary


The Stone


The Tale below was carved one night,
Upon the Stone, by candlelight
...most won't believe, but some just might
.........most won't believe, but some just might

. Preface

Well James made Beth his lovely bride
(And angels smiled, though teary eyed)
...their bodies bound, their spirits tied
.........their bodies bound, their spirits tied

Upon her hand, a shimmer shone,
As bright as blood, a ruby Stone
...and brighter still, as love had grown
.........and brighter still, as love had grown

Soon James was sent to man a sail
So Beth removed her wedding veil
...her eyes were bright, her face was pale
.........her eyes were bright, her face was pale

'Well, I'll be here when you return'
Said Beth to James, who kissed in turn
...a kiss that made her body burn
.........a kiss that made her body burn

. BETH'S TALE

1. The Dream
One night, within a dream deformed,
The cawing of a Crow informed
'...a Ship was stripped where winter stormed
.........a Ship was stripped where winter stormed

Midst winds and waves the thunder boomed
The Ship of Death was surely doomed
...the sea engulfed, the sea entombed
.........the sea engulfed, the sea entombed

Your James... denied by Davy Jones!
His spirit gone, his flesh and bones
...are resting now amongst the Stones
.........are resting now amongst the Stones'



2. The Quest

Awoken by the ebon Wight
And beckoned by the baneful bight
...I left before the morning light
.........I left before the morning light

Throughout the realm I rode a roan
Until, in time, I reached the Stone
...where shades and dreams in darkness groan
.........where shades and dreams in darkness groan

While skipping up and down the sky
A missing moonbeam mocked my eye
...enough to make a Swallow cry
.........enough to make a Swallow cry

For someone stole a star or two
And something else that fate withdrew -
...my jewel of joy, my James Bijou
.........my jewel of joy, my James Bijou

The shadows of the evening swelled
Where demons of the dusk had dwelled
...and in the far, a vesper knelled
.........and in the far, a vesper knelled

The Stone, beneath the sky, stood cold -
Between the runes, a vapour strolled
...a cloak of fleecy fog consoled
.........a cloak of fleecy fog consoled

A Raven on a branch, enthroned,
Her wings waved once, a wail intoned
...beyond the bay, a banshee moaned
.........beyond the bay, a banshee moaned

I lay beside the Stone, his bride
I lay beside the Stone and cried
...but were it I, instead, that died
.........but were it I, instead, that died

The rainbow of the moon fell dim
A midnight Swan soon ceased to swim
...as if to hide all hint of him
.........as if to hide all hint of him

Between the willows in the swale
There sang a Bird, a Nightingale
...which left me faint and feeling frail
.........which left me faint and feeling frail



3. Contact
I felt him breathe within a breeze
Responding to my anguished pleas
...and leaves blew by abandoned trees
.........and leaves blew by abandoned trees

'I miss you too, my darling Beth'
Re-echoed from the Ship of Death
...the future buried in a breath
.........the future buried in a breath

The Stone lit up a ruby sheen
And clouds were kindled crystalline
...with consequences, unforeseen
.........with consequences, unforeseen

Above, the wretched Raven soared
To where the Ship of Death lay moored
...beneath, the icy ocean roared
.........beneath, the icy ocean roared



4. Release
I'm joined with James beneath the Stone,
Though to the Ship my spirit's flown,
...for nevermore to be alone
.........for nevermore to be alone



. Epilogue
That night the wayward winds were weird
The Ship of Death had disappeared
...coyotes called and mortals feared
.........coyotes called and mortals feared

At dusk, the craven shadows crawled
At dawn, the winds of mourning called
...upon the Stone two names were scrawled
.........upon the Stone two names were scrawled

The Raven sits, with wings outspread,
Atop the Stone which shades the dead
...it sometimes shimmers ruby red
.........it sometimes shimmers ruby red



. Epitaph
Between the sounds, where silence seeps,
Their love lives on and never sleeps
...and yet, the weeping willow weeps
.........and yet, the weeping willow weeps

Submitted: Thursday, February 21, 2013
Edited: Monday, August 12, 2013

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  • Dr Tapan Kumar Pradhan (10/17/2013 10:09:00 PM)

    Dear Terry, your poem should get the First Prize. This is the Only poem in the entire contest which made me read again and again - just for the sheer joy of the lilting, haunting lyrics. I myself would have written this poem in a different manner, but I am not sure if I would have the desired effect! I bow before your natural poetic talent. I think I have to learn a few poetic skills from you. I shall be surprised if you do not win. But you cannot predict anything in an Online Contest - which can be easily manipulated by cyber savvy poets! ! (See my poem Poem Hunter Contest Final to have an idea of how a contest can be manipualetd...) (Report) Reply

  • Bri Edwards (10/17/2013 12:45:00 AM)

    poemhunter is playing tricks on me. i didn't get to vote for this on the contest page, and didn't think my comment had registered until i worked my way to the poet's page and found the comment is here. thanks for sharing. :) (Report) Reply

  • Bri Edwards (10/17/2013 12:41:00 AM)

    not a new story i guess, but well-told. even not knowing all the words or understanding everything perfectly, i loved the flow and the great rhyming.
    i especially enjoyed
    The Raven sits, with wings outspread,
    Atop the Stone which shades the dead
    ...it sometimes shimmers ruby red
    .........it sometimes shimmers ruby red

    thanks for sharing. i give it excellent. (Report) Reply

  • Unwritten Soul (9/21/2013 5:43:00 AM)

    Oh i again read and loved it again...the preface was so beautifully described, and it goes with wonderful, scary journey...and its fate who ended a life story at the end...i like the echoes sounds...Terry, this is a best work. hope the best is coming to you. loved it again for the second time_Soul (Report) Reply

  • Ray Quesada (4/9/2013 5:17:00 PM)

    This is truly brilliant - going on my favorites list. You are a truly talented writer, keep it up is all I can say! (Report) Reply

  • Unwritten Soul (3/21/2013 11:48:00 AM)

    A series that has a great link to each episode of writing, the melody of these writes just amazing! _Soul (Report) Reply

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