A story ’bout the sailor’s life
he had the sweetest girl
In happiness his trust he gave
while she seduced an earl

He built a cottage close to sea
it was the sweetest place
he asked her and proposed
to marry not to chase.

And she accepted, oh what joy
they shared a bed of bliss
but sailors need to leave for wage
he left her with a kiss

And every time he left for sea
while she enjoyed in town
she sang and danced ‘till midnight hour
and in debase fell down

The sailor bought a diamond ring
to surprise her at their home
in joy, he from the harbor ran
when on the seas he’d roamed

But he surprised her in the act
of enjoyment in their bed
her end was dark, a dagger drawn
in flood of blood… she’s dead

This song now ends in minor tune
our sailor guilty bends
to the hangman’s bitter verdict
when in his noose he ends.

but it was told that every year
in shadows dark, a boy
is searching for his missing lass
as what he lost was joy.

and it is further told, the girl
lamented in her grave
“why did I steal my sailor’s soul
to turn us into slaves?”

Today I am hosting dVerse where I challengo you to write a ballad.

July 23, 2026