Robbers Bay: A Poem by Pete Marshall

Robbers Bay

by Pete Marshall

The sunset burned the Autumn sky

as waves would lap a gentle sway

that rocked the berth of one's desire

alone she moored in Robbers bay

and legend told of love that passed

that sailed the lake in summers heat

when boats would glide across the mere

and hearts would dance a merry beat.

But storms would come as waves would rise

and mar the blues of darkened skies

that played a song, a maudlin weep

as truth was told in eyes that seek

and on that day her love was spurned

as two would fall and one return

and from the deep she'd clasp for air

and mourn the one who brought despair.

The trees that stood in silent peace

had watched the flow of centuries played

this eve they watched a broken heart

that chose to act the legends play

and as she fell beneath the blue

the ripples softly spread afar

as breath would leave a broken soul

the boat would float beneath the stars.

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A few weeks ago I wrote a poem, The Estuary, which featured artwork by a local artist, Donna Cove. Tonight's poem has, again, been inspired by her pastel drawings. 

This picture was called Robbers Bay, a name she admits, she plucked from the air, but the image, a lonely boat, the burning sunset and deep blues, coupled with its title, inspired myself to write a tragic love story. I hope you enjoy not only my poem but also the wonderful art of Donna Cove

This poem has also been entered into One Shot Wednesday, part of One Stop Poetry, a place which celebrates both new & old poetry alike. If you would like to participate in One Shot Wednesday it opens 10pm UK, 5pm EST every Tuesday night and remains open all through Wednesday, closing Thursday morning