Love Poem: Her Captain's Call

Her Captain's Call

She cast her silken shadow in the moonlight

                    To trace her cursive odes on tiptoes, tender

          Upon the cooling beach sand, 'side the ocean



Oh countless nights she danced here by the ocean

                    And dreamed of her brave captain in the moonlight

          The love that they had made here, oft' and tender



But she was gray now, not that lass, once tender

                    Her captain, gone for years, claimed by the ocean

          Now soft, she danced into the deep by moonlight ...



While moonlight danced, so tender ... on the ocean.




~ 1st Place ~  in the "A Tritina For Messina" Poetry Contest, Charles Messina, Judge & Sponsor.