OUR MAN in Belize, No: 93: : The Sailor's Widdah!
The SAILOR'S WIDDAH from shore to shore, Atlantic swell or Pacific ROAR, the last thing that her Sailor Man would YORE has he watched his shipmates washed over board?
The Sailor's WIDDAH, that lonely gal ..who now sings songs about HER brave young Man ,who plied the Seas for Gold, for LORE, and sent back his story to the Widdah, Miss Eleanor.
The Sailor's WIDDAH, bewitch some say? A JONAH, if love comes a Sailor's way? And yet she carries in her womb, the promise of that Sailor's wound?
Ashore-ashore; Writers-galore!? My Eleanor; gone from thee? The cruel Sea took it all away from me.
c.2021. davedelacroix, corozal-belize.
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