Maritime Madness

Maritime Madness

A Poem by Cyprian Van Dyke
"

A pirate poem

"
Up and forward, down and back,
Eyes to the sky as we roll to the stern
Left and right as the waves crash;
Starboard and port.
Six sails on me pirate ship
Pushes us forth, over this abyss.
We chant thru this storm.
"We are pirates!"
.
Avast ye, batten down the hatches.
"Aye aye, Captain," says Ossian.
Pearls are me first mate's booty.
Bagged on his head, neath his cocked hat.
A buccaneer not into gold is the last.
But more gold for me, so not a threat.
Ahoy, me hearties, dead men tell no tales
Run a rig on this storm. Sail, ho!
Let us scuttle and plunder its gold.
.
Blow me down. Rain falls like glass,
Lightning cracks the night sky, so fast.
Thunder strikes, our eyes lift to the sky.
Swab buccaneers, so not to scuttle.
Heave ho, or feed the fish, me bucko.
.
Spyglass view of a pirate ship, eyes the lookout
(Thru lines of rain; up and down with the waves)
Red sails with a skull above swords x-shaped
Above an orange football made of pigskin.
"Buccaneers! Captian, avast ye. Clipper.
Cannons stronger than a clap of thunder."
Chase, bring a spring upon'er, hearties.
First mate,  man the cannons,
Prepare to fire on me command.
"Aye, aye Captian."
.
Fire in the hole! Fire and smoke.
In the wind thru the waves.
Beside the lightning,
Neath the thunder's quakes.
Load another cannon, first mate.
Load another cannon,
As many as it will take.
Brace for impact! These Buccaneers
Know how to fight back.
Hit them again. Do it for the gold!
Do it for the rum! Do it for the loot, bucko,
We shall plunder from them.
Hit them again. Hit them again.
Heave to! Now move on in.
.
Blood red shadows behind the sails.
Take your cutglass and prepare for battle.
Handle the waves, dance me hearties.
I grabbed me sword, the captain is mine.
His first mate belongs to Pearl Hat Ossian.
All other is your fight. Loot the gold,
Hold it up to the sun when it rises make it shine.
As if King Tut was a pirate, so I will die.
Jan 20, 21 2021

© 2021 Cyprian Van Dyke


Author's Note

Cyprian Van Dyke

What made reading this worthwhile for you???????

My Review

Would you like to review this Poem?
Login | Register




Featured Review

Part of my family comes from Beaufort, NC, home for a time to Captain Edward Teach, aka Blackbeard the Pirate. I was thinking of him as I read this. He met his bloody end at Ocracoke Island in 1718. The fight was every bit as exciting as the one described here, but his nemesis was the Royal Navy. The Buccaneers from Tampa Bay had not quite made it to the scene in those days.

Posted 3 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.




Reviews

Paradox at it’s finest!
The Ugly pirate in pearls ,the mention of gold in the heart of a bloody battle.
The beauty of nature unhindered by the mayhem.

Cyprian, your pen crafts gold.

Posted 4 Days Ago


You don't just describe it, you take us there on the pirate ship.
Their dialogues, the scenes are all very vivid.
"Hold it up to the sun when it rises make it shine." Loved the flair with which this line is written.
Overall, a very engaging and novel read. Loved it!

Posted 2 Years Ago


Methinks Captain Jack Sparrow holds a bit too much sway on the imagination! A fine diversion for a snowbound night, me hearty. Well written.

Posted 2 Years Ago


WOW!! This is amazing, I loved that last stanza, it just summed everything up so well.
Amazing once again!!

Posted 2 Years Ago


I just saw your own work on Writings On The Wall too! Congratulations! Wonderful work!

I absolutely loved the concept of this. You certainly know how to write an adventure. The imagery was wonderful as well and I hung onto each word and it made me really want to see more pirate themed poems. The whole thing was a blast to read and never got boring at all. The words you used were strong and perfectly fitting.
Great job!

Posted 3 Years Ago


Part of my family comes from Beaufort, NC, home for a time to Captain Edward Teach, aka Blackbeard the Pirate. I was thinking of him as I read this. He met his bloody end at Ocracoke Island in 1718. The fight was every bit as exciting as the one described here, but his nemesis was the Royal Navy. The Buccaneers from Tampa Bay had not quite made it to the scene in those days.

Posted 3 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

[send message][befriend] Subscribe
.
Oh wonderful... The thrill, the saga, the flow... A buccaneer on his plundering journey. It reminds me of Johnny Depp in the ' pirates of the caribbean'... Though his looks only:)
You really know the pulse of thrill and how to use it very efficiently..... Really well penned

Posted 3 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Very impressive imagery in this write! I could smell the salt air and feel the rough sea. Bravo. ~Sharon

Posted 3 Years Ago


Ahoy!

Your title caught my attention....as I 'swashbuckled' lol my way through your well penned poem...it kept my attention from start to finish and I was totally enthralled by the end of it.....very well written...you have a knack for talking pirate.... :)


Arrr!.....I liked this ....Aye...I did!

YB

Posted 3 Years Ago


Always like the salt sea theme and Pirates in particular
I've enjoyed doing a couple of these but your piece is longer than I'm inclined to write (something about attention span and typing ability) and you've done a more in depth presentation.
Very enjoyable Matey

Posted 3 Years Ago



First Page first
Previous Page prev
1
Share This
Email
Facebook
Twitter
Request Read Request
Add to Library My Library
Subscribe Subscribe


Stats

343 Views
19 Reviews
Rating
Added on January 22, 2021
Last Updated on March 26, 2021
Tags: pirate, pearl, gold, football, sports, ocean, sailing

Author

Cyprian Van Dyke
Cyprian Van Dyke

FL



About
If you're not into reading but love movies, here's why you should give my poems a read: I've been told many times that my writing is cinematic. I love movies and video games and I really aspire t.. more..

Writing
Intro Intro

A Chapter by Cyprian Van Dyke



Related Writing

People who liked this story also liked..


the seed the seed

A Poem by lightsong