Black Jack Drake

How wondrous the child like mind who dreamed of immortality He'd leave his mark upon this world that never knew morality

My rendition of Son Tate Graphite on canvas

My son was just a little boy

when he started saving treasure

To him it was each man's duty

to rule by bluster and measure

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His heart was set on protection

of this hoard he'd kept in his bag

Filled with pride he was elated

a tough pirate who'd earned his swag

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I'd watch as he would sail his sloop

off to some distant hallowed land

To wrest the natives of their loot

leaving their blood upon the sand

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His first-mate's name had been Jack Tar

from a story that we had read

He neither asked nor gave quarter

to the clansmen who now lay dead

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The sloop was built of a tree house

that we had hammered for three days

Not a bad deal for a pirate

with livelihood that always pays

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Many a coward met his end

on the deck of the Black Jack Drake

They begged for mercy every time

but were strung up for the men's sake

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How wondrous is the child's mind

who dreamed of immortality

He'd leave his mark upon the world

in so doing, he then touched me

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Little could he have known back then

the paths of dreams that he had paved

Were stored within his father's heart

where they were written down and saved

 

First day of College the reason we play those games as children to ready us for our life.

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Author's Note

It is a boys dream to be the hellion that turns the world upside down.To then be the envy of all his fellows.And my son was no different.The ship the Black Jack Drake is named for the great Pirate Drake Cooper. Who holds the spirit of all children and the heart of this man. So cheers. Here's to far away lands and dreams coming true! All children share in the greatness of dreams.
Tate

Reviews

[Stacey]

Oh WOW Tate....you always manage to bring a tear to my eye with such beautiful words and song! I wish the same for my son, all his wonder and the fabulous young man he has become. I only hope he has the same confidence and hope that I have for him. I have stored, written and photographed each of those moments in my memories, diary and photos:) No one can take that away from me...they're my memories, my feelings, my today:) I remember singing Joni Mitchell's "Circle Game" to him as a lullaby when he was tiny. He remembers the chorus of that tune to this day. He doesn't understand and a tear pours down my check...he remembers the chorus, he remembers and I will never forget! This is beautiful!!!

[Lena M. P.]

Aren't their imaginations wonderful! If we could only hold that within ourselves as we get older. Very nicely written. I really enjoyed reading about his adventures.

[Mauricio Montoya]

I think this is such a cool piece, we all have our dreams.
Excellent write.

[Lydia Blackwell]

I love the last stanza! It is a perfect ending and well said. I sometimes think only certain people notice and hang on to these moments. It is like the art work on the walls of our minds.

[dovetailer]

Really lovely poem about young boys and make-believe. A beauty from beginning to end. Small typo verse 3, line 3. "Rest should be "Wrest", I think, if I have the right slant on the verse.
Well done!!

[An owl on the moon]

You journey us back to childhood and take us on to that place where there dreams still linger somehow.. in those dark recesses of the soul... There is the adventure of the imagination that transforms into life... an adventure all its own. SO beautifully expressed here!

[TheFunkyCactus]

This poem opens the mind to a world of creativity and possibilities that only seems possible to those with a mind untouched with the expiriences of growing up. It seems when we are children, the sky is the limit and you protrayed that perfectly in this poem :) great job!

[Frantzuu]

This is a beautiful write, the passion, and love for your son is expressed so well in this piece. Impressive as always!

[Ladysue]

wow, Tate you have such an ability to reach your reader...This was so beautiful with such a heartwarming. A great message that brought back memories for me...Fantastic...

[Siddartha Beth Pierce]

The wonderment of a child's mind vertainly is captured well here. Reminds me of Huck Finn. The last stanza gave me chills as it really strikes a cord with me to remember and capture such treasured moments. Well done, my dear friend!
Love and Light,
Siddartha

[Tony]

Ahhh yes, the treasure he created then-- makes you a rich father today. Man, that's great. Brilliant write-- I dig it!