Another good friend of mine and wonderfully talented poet, vagabond poet …
The Lady Behind the Laugh
On islands in a far off sea
where sailors oft’ did sail
A tale was told by shipwrecked
of laughter luring back
Brave men of noble, sober heads
who seldom strayed from course
Caught helpless in the sweet refrain
never heard or seen again.
This siren of their soul’s demise
whose laughter sealed their doom
Enchanting mirth with sunset hair
Her lips so red and skin so fair.
Beware young sailors off to sea
no safety in this beauty’s light
I’ll sing to her on your behalf
‘tis my Lady behind the laugh!