A Pirate's life

A Pirate's life

A Poem by Freedom's Child

The pirate rose at sunset and took to the inlet's cemetery
With the blankness of night he found a new intruder
He woke J.R. and raised him to the top
Waiting with raw hunger
Hard port echos from deep in his eroded belly
Flames lash against the blankness
Splinters begin piercing his new intruder
Lines with hooks for catching men are tossed
Forever scarring his new intruder
His new intruder raises the white
The pirate descends below
Grasping at the hope of honor and rum
Shredding, Scratching, sniffing, pleading
Broken
Staggering to the deck
Staggering to the plank
Sinking to Davie Jone's locker
 

© 2012 Freedom's Child


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I don't actually think I've ever really read any poetry on pirates, it's a different topic really. And I really enjoyed reading this, I liked the tension kind of that built up, and how it went through some different aspects of pirates. It was really good.

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Freedom's Child

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Nice work!

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Freedom's Child

12 Years Ago

Thank You!
he should have raised hisknowing mind to death or die, live or smile

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I don't actually think I've ever really read any poetry on pirates, it's a different topic really. And I really enjoyed reading this, I liked the tension kind of that built up, and how it went through some different aspects of pirates. It was really good.

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Freedom's Child

12 Years Ago

Thank you

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Freedom's Child
Freedom's Child

Charlotte, NC



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I love the water, sailing, and dreaming of a better tomorrow. After living on a sailboat for 18 years, I moved in land and I continue to fight for the environment and those that cannot fight for thems.. more..

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