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

Now I’ve read your sadness from the sea, Björn, I think I might not have read the prompt correctly. I love the rhythm and rhyming in your ballad, and the way it shifts from a sweet love story to a murderous drama and ghost story.
Thanks… the ballad is a great form for story telling.
Well told Balladier Bjorn. Thanks for prompthosting!
Those long absences take their toll. Now they have eternity to reflect upon it. Well done, and such a tragedy.
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A sad ballad indeed. Aye the lure o tho’ sweet maiden fair…it’ll get you into trouble evertime 🥂
Well done and loved the beat…time to break out my guitar.
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OH MY! All it took was your rolicking verse to inspire the tune I imagined !!!! I visualize a roust-about strumming his guitar in a pub thoroughly enchanting his audience. Though it isn’t a tail of pure lightness and joy, I loved every single line. Love the challenge, Bjorn.
Nice one Björn, a story well told
much love
An Interesting ballad, Bjorn. Love and tragedy seem to go hand in hand when it comes to ballads.
well done!
thank you for the challenge, and for this tale of jilted lovers
I could imagine The Dubliners rendering this one in another pub, Björn…
The illustration made me smile…
How many times have the mariners been betrayed by a wandering lass?!
Perfect subject matter for a splendid ballad!