BLACK LIGHTER(limehouse reach-1864)
He'd heard frightening stories of the blighted boat
That black lighter off Limehouse dock would float
Griggs didn't care or give much credence
tales of such were for naive believers
Griggs looked across the water that dawn
fog left a two meter space enough for a gull
A chill hugged Griggs' bare hands worn
Then there it was the tar blackened hull
No foglight on it's bow, silence almost grim
No lighterman or quant just a hull dark and dim
As the cargo barge came jetting toward him
Thomas Griggs pulled the rope, bell dinged
It sped, almost hit the pier head, then briskly...
it lagged and stopped unpredictably quickly
Thomas looked on disbelieving
As the long Black barge made a turn
Inches from where pier lamps burned
Continuing on into the fog of the morning
That would soon dissolve over the moorings
What wouldn't dissolve was the confusion
... Was it really the cursed black lighter...
Or just an illusion?
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