Inspired by David Morton’s
Old Ships ****
Their broken spars reach upward, like skeletal fingers in the moonlit sky. These once majestic ships, now wrecked and rent, lay scattered along the rocky shore, like long forgotten toys of would-be gods.
They say that old ships never really die; their souls forever ply the restless sea.
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And as a matter of fact they often do rise up again (as reproductions and show up at Tall Ship Festivals). A good thing for those of us who don't believe in ghosts. D
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I still believe in ghosts, though...
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That's a great image. This whole piece has a very dreamlike and lyrical quality, just skims the borders of the supernatural in a non-threatening, gentle way. Really like it! Good job!
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I once walked along the keel of a wrecked ship, half-buried in sand on Cape Hatteras. And I swear on pain of death; I could feel the thing rocking as if it were still on water.
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This is something that has been handed down over the years...folklore, or something more?
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Aye; it was. And that wasn't the only oddity I encountered those two summers I spent on Cape Hatteras.
'Tis said, the sea tends to make people superstitious. I can understand why.
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Zombie pirates, anyone?
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Like Gibbs ones said, "Puts a chill in the bones..."
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I recently went to see the wreck of the Mary Rose, and just being there sent shivers down my spine. There was something definitely spectral about it. I think you captured that with drabble. Good job! :)
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Thank you!
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