The Lonesome Boatman (Written by Finbar Furey when he was 19 years old) Silent Annie, Poem to The Lonesome Boatman: A song which nearly broke my heart A tramp lay dying in the park. I knelt beside him to hear him speak And the words he spoke, they were oh so weak. He told me a story of long since past, Of a sailing ship with its long grey mast, Of his captains cap with its shining braid And the wonderful voyages that hed made. Silent Annie was his great ships name. Like a token of love he spoke her name. She sailed round the Horn, aye, more that once. She could cut through the waves like a sharpened lance. Believe me, he said. His eyes filled with tears Like a drunk on a corner, trying to remember his years. He reached out his hand and I took it in mine. I believe you, I said, and he gave a sad smile. I remember the day when they towed her away. Her sides they were sore from the seas angered spray. They said shes unfit for to sail out once more (And they towed her more inward from her own sandy shore)? And as they broke my Silent Annie. I watched with a sigh. I remembered her beauty when I was a boy. She was my one love, my lifes only dream, When we sailed out together as captain and queen. It started to drizzle, and I felt my hand tight And he squeezed even harder as he ended the fight. And a crowd they had gathered, and they watched with dismay As some ambulance men came, and they took him away. So I got to my feet, and I walked through that park. The sun it was gone, but it was not yet dark. My body was wet, and my clothes were not many, But my mind was aroused by the ship Silent Annie.
Posted on: Wed, 02 Jul 2014 22:00:00 +0000
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