Come Away With Me

The moon was bright that frosty night

he ghosted down the road;

her candle light came into sight,

its flicker barely showed.


His conscience itched but still he pitched

a pebble at the pane;

the curtain twitched, he was bewitched

to see her once again.


“Come down below and we will go,”

he whispered ‘cross the sill,

“For you must know I love you so,

and that I always will.”


Was it a bird she thought she heard,

that rattled at the glass,

a whispered word that dreams bestirred

like breezes through the grass.


She blindly stared in bleak despair,

her grief knew no respite;

she’d almost swear that he was there,

or was it but a sprite?


Come now mo chroí, we’ll soon be free,

you’ll be my lady fair,

and you will see, I guarantee,

how much I really care.


With heartfelt plea she cursed the sea

‘neath which her love had drowned,

and wept that he whose bride she’d be

lay cold beneath the ground.

NaPoWriMo Day 13

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Laura Taylor

Tue 16th Apr 2019 15:40

Love it. I looked up the gaelic reference ? And I agree, it IS getting harder heh ?

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Trevor Alexander

Sun 14th Apr 2019 22:42

Thanks Jennifer & Keith. This NaPoWriMo thing is getting harder! ?

jennifer Malden

Sun 14th Apr 2019 22:23

Hi Trevor! Agree absolutely with Keith. ( Am I being lazy?) A beautiful and very sad story. Well done yet again.


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keith jeffries

Sat 13th Apr 2019 19:52


this one of your best. The rhyming is perfect and the poem has the ability to take the reader straight to where it is all happening with heaps of language to stimulate the imagination.

Thank you for this


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Trevor Alexander

Sat 13th Apr 2019 18:33

** mo chroí is gaelic for my heart

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