Jennifer Kimball

Cruel Sea

Goodbye, Maire, I am going to sea.
Just one more trip this season's all I need.
Oh dear Martin, please don't go
I have a feeling deep down in my bones.
His ship set out with the morning tide.
As Maire waved, a chill ran down her spine.
Oh my darling what have you done?
The cruel sea has taken the one I love.
With the pressure falling on his third day gone
Maire knew she'd been right all along.
Through shrieking wind she heard her Martin's voice
"I am lost sweet Maire, but always yours."
As the waves thundered down the rocky shore
Maire threw herself into the storm.
Just off the azores Martin fought the helm
the storm had passed and now he headed home again


-Ry Cavanaugh