A Shanty for Siobhan

by Dominic Silvestri

I have a tale to tell you, come gather round sailors

A tale of a girl who haunts me w’out fail 

A beauty from the homeland of which I do hail from

And she traveled with me from whence I did sail 

Her hair was golden like pure woven sunshine

Her eyes were clouded like the dark stormy sea

Her lips were blood red, breasts pale as the moon shine

Her smile drove me mad as you soon will see 

CHORUS: 

Siobhan, Siobhan I still wait for you nightly 

Tho’ the dark has certainly filled me with dread

Siobhan, Siobhan will you not meet me  

Even if it means to come back from the dead 

She had the patience of saints with all of my talking

And when I was a drunken, cowardly fool 

But her patience was tempered by her constant walking

Along the docks, the graveyard and the misty swamp pools 

I followed her nightly and professed my desire

She smiled kindly but never replied 

I thought she was haughty and thought me a liar

I thought that until the night that she died 

I come to find out she was created without voice

Born deaf and mute and terribly sad 

But my jealous heart thought her silence was her choice

Because I felt that her beauty had driven me mad 

CHORUS: 

Siobhan, Siobhan I still wait for you nightly 

Tho’ the dark has certainly filled me with dread

Siobhan, Siobhan will you not meet me  

Even if it means to come back from the dead 

One night back in spring time I was out on the moor’s edge

I saw Siobhan and I called out her name 

She turned with a smile on her celestial visage

And I replied with a smile of my own just the same 

I was filled with lust and murderous intent 

My hands gripped the hilt of my very own sword

I knew that if I could not have my dearest Siobhan

Then no one else claim her save our Heavenly Lord 

I walked behind her knowing she could not hear me

Poor Siobhan take your last earthly breath 

I raised my sword and put my hand to her shoulder

She turned to me and I saw my own death 

Siobhan’s smile was filled with hundreds of sharp teeth

Like the mouth of a murderous, unfeeling shark

Her grin spread until her head toppled open freely

And in it, I was swallowed whole in the dark

CHORUS: 

Siobhan, Siobhan I still wait for you nightly 

Tho’ the dark has certainly filled me with dread

Siobhan, Siobhan will you not meet me  

Even if it means I came back from the dead 

Now every full moon upon that same causeway

You may see the wandering ghost of a girl 

And behind her a menacing figure as always

A headless and heartbroken man of the world 

I tell you this tale my dearest sea urchins 

Because you yearn for what lies past the sea

I tell you my tale, my dearest sea urchins 

Because one day you’ll lose your head… for a girl… like me

About the Author

Dominic (Dom) Silvestri (he/him) is an aspiring author who is passionate about writing, and loves a good scary story. He has published other works under different pen names, but the scary stuff belongs to his alpha personality, Dominic Silvestri. It’s the one that keeps him up at night.

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