A Ghost Among the Ocean by Jc Fairchild

A Ghost Among the Ocean Jc Fairchild

A wild life I wanted, a wild life I claimed For my youth went by, and I despised every single day For boring was the nature of what surrounded me Though the only place I could call home was the open ocean sea It hummed a song and each day, it was calling me by name Like no one did; it was calling me by name

I found myself beside the aqua ocean tides in evening As I sat beside and thought about the years that gone by My heart it sunk, when I realized time was going by quickly And so I gazed out to the waves, a mischievous demeanor met my eyes My decision was made that day, to steal a boat and run to ride the coursing waves This was my scheme, as I decided to ride the coursing waves

It was my time, the night time When eyes blinked shut, and drifted in slumber I packed my bags and began to wonder My mind was twisted, saying yes and no when I stole the boat But my mind was made, when I heard the ocean calling me by name Oh! What a beautiful sound it made, was the ocean calling me by name

I cast out upon the homely heaven, Drifting through the navy waves, and its emotions flipped like a switch And all I heard was the ocean’s screams, and the wind almost ripping my sail As I felt the pouring rain, which ran down my spine, as my hair stuck to my face The currents rocked the boat like a cradle, as the ocean was calling me by name Its voice like a thunderous crack, as the ocean was calling me by name

Gripping the ropes, I grunted as I slid Feet firm in this ocean’s test The tides turned to ruckus As it tried to make me go overboard I fell in the swirls of the blue mountain currents And my sight went black, as everything flashed in seconds

Everything seemed to start up again, as I felt myself awake I found myself upon a beach, as I saw my ship in ruins Floating in pieces down the way, As I heard the ocean growl back at me I felt myself go bitter, as I sat upon the sand This ocean turned away from me, and left me here to despair

My ears were then filled with laughter Menacing like someone’s final hour, shortly turning to a growl I felt myself go rigid, as I gripped my hands together It was breaking through the palm trees, just far over to the left I felt my stomach twist, as I stood up quickly upon the sand, And I saw a man, only nightmares could stand, waiting by the trees

With dark black eyes, he looked at me Like I was his supper It was only then I realized the clear see-through of blue That made up his figure He was a ghost, a ghost right in my view I felt my throat close tight, as his noises rumbled the waves

My nose was filled with a dying breeze, and the ocean blue turned black Still it was growling, as this man started to walk towards me As I felt myself trying to find a place to go, alas there was none I backed up a few steps, and the palm trees shook And then I saw more of them appear, the ghostly men themselves Forty men lined up in the trees, with see-through bodies as well

They stood there waiting like a shark for its meal But my attention focused back on the man, whose feet hastened through the sand He finally came up to me, as my mind turned in knots And he stared me in the eyes, as I felt fright bite my nerves And I wondered what he was going to do As he didn’t seem to blink

And then what seemed like minutes His growling came to a halt, as he unexpectedly offered me a position And out came the question in a gruff tone of his, “Join my crew, would ye?” he said More or less, I shook my head, “No way.” I said

And in that moment, with nothing to spare He got all frizzled, as his growls shook the bay He hollered to his crew, and I had no option then I screamed, but to no avail, I found myself surrounded But my screams that I had let go, were taken over by a blood piercing whistle And in that moment, my voice seemed to vanish

He commanded everyone, which included me to go near the shore As the whistle seemed to be calling something, as the skies were opening up The ocean started to tremble, as the ground began to shake And then a ghoulish ship it was, came floating towards our way The ship did creak, as it threw down its ropes Almost near the shore, it came to a halt

Forced aboard, I was led to the bow And the man or captain now, demanded to know my title But before I could, the ocean now was calling me by name, Its voice was loud and booming, almost rocking the ship And looking down upon it, it kept calling me by name The captain shook his head, and said nothing more, only letting out a whistle

The wind picked up, as the waves turned gentle And the ship then moved, squeaking as it turned And just like that, he turned to his men And shouted very gruffly, orders for them and me The ship was now floating away, upon the water’s bend And from that day, I left my past behind, and sailed on that vessel

It was a wild life I wanted, and a wild life I claimed I had spent the next forty years riding upon the sea Over years ago, I acquired to my knowledge I had lost my soul that fateful day, to this fickle sea And now I ride the coursing waves, upon the very sense As I, had set this course into action, by setting sail that day