The Amblers

As we walk the Amble coast,
Y’ hear the murmurs of sea-bound ghosts,
Who lost their lives in northern seas,
Setting sail on fisheries.
Who cast their nets for one last time,
And now they haunt the mass of brine,
On boats said made of smokes and wisps,
Make warning to the passing ships,
To scare them off the jagged bay,
And see yon sailers make their way,
The amblers they call the souls of sort,
Who see the boats now safe to port.

This is my A poem for the A to Z challenge.

My A-Z is based on Northumberland, and the myths and monsters that lurk within. All the poems kind of lead onto one another so I do suggest you read the one before or the beginning of the Stories of the Northlands. The idea of Amblers comes from Amble, a fishing town in the North East of England, and the word rambling. I loved the idea of a the ghosts of fishermen lost at sea.

18 thoughts on “The Amblers

    • I wouldn’t class myself as a typical poet and don’t stick to strict rhyming forms, but it’s something I enjoy. I write mindmaps on the theme of my poem, get into atmosphere and think if rhyming couplets. I guess it works for me. I hope you will keep reading.

  1. Looking forward to strolling around the myths of Geordie land heehee. I can write Geordie because up until now I haven’t been able to leave a comment on one persons blog post. Let us see if irony is watching over my shoulder!

    • Thankyou! I write poems in an old fashioned way, I write mind maps. I then find relevant rhyming couplets and then work on building sentences. I love writing in rhymes.

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