Poetry
Poems and other lyrical works.
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The Emerald Rich be the mines in the Realm of New Spain None richer than those of the Andes Of silver and gold, the riches are told And emeralds green, a sight to behold Riches to tempt a pirate so bold So listen, me hearties, as me tale unfolds Listen and I’ll spin it for you We set sale from Jamaica one fine summer day Riding the tide that flowed from the bay Fair were the skies, our spirits were high We knew to a man that plunder was nigh Fabulous riches piled to the sky So in our folly we set our hopes high Vowing to sack Cartagena Cartagena won’t fall to our little ship It would take a large fleet and an army But our ship it was fast so their ships w…
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this is more related to the ocean than anything piratical but here goes, this one is something i wrote a few years ago. The wind causes the dancing of flowers, the rhythm of waves The wind causes the toughness of the storm What causes the wind? What causes the summer breeze that tosses my tresses like the dark, curving currents of the ocean in the moonless night? The tribulations of Mother Earth? or the combined whines and pleas of the distressed human race who despair at the closed, bigoted minds of our peers, members of our tainted society. Is every complaint a waste of breath? Is every breath a waste of energy? Or is it the cause of the wind that stirs us?
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The cold front I can feel coming on the window's smooth surface. A cool wind blows against it and I can almost sense it... a windswept field of the mind so free of distractions. No positive or negative distractions. No flowers, grass, weeds, birds learning to fly above the zenith of the sky. An oxymoron, there is no zenith to the sky just as there is no end to the capacity of the mind. No limits for the expanding of our thoughts or perception. Past the barrier one still feels the wind and the cool air chilling their skin. Anticipation maybe, memory also. The memory of a sense feels as real as the sense itself. One wonders if the barrier is real at all…
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“Certaine Plaine Verse for the use of young Surgeons by the Author gathered, In praise of Salt. Salt with the world did beginne, whose end exceedeth time: In it lie hidden secrets rare, which no tongue can divine. Our Saviour his Disciples deere, to salt did oft allude: Who by their blessed voices fill’d the earth with spirituall food. Salt many jewels farre exceedes, salt guideth health and life: Salt Author is of all increase, ‘gainst salt there is no strife. Salt and his force, his place, his time, his power in life and death: His choice, his change, his actions stra admire we may on earth. __ What living creature can want salt, what plant …
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Some say, love gives you wings. I say, love allows you to soar without them. Some say, love takes your breath away. I say, love gives you a reason to breath. Some say, love will overcome all obstacles. I say, love is an irresistible force. Some say, love is all we need. I agree.
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Treasured Melody Climbing out on the quarterdeck, I’d spent the night tallying gold. We’d taken a brig off Maracaibo And her treasure now lays in our hold. The sun’s just topping the horizon, The color of burnished copper in the air, In my mind, I immediately see your visage, ‘Cause the whole sky is the color of your hair. Last night, I logged pearls set among rubies And jade nuggets of various size, But your smile makes the pearls look washed out And the jade cannot compare with your eyes. We’d taken nutmeg and pepper and sugar But your love is all the spice I’ll ever need. We captured silks that I can’t wait to strip off you, So I order on more canvas fo…
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THE PIRATE AND THE MERMAID The surf thundered as the longboat came ashore its hull grinding to a halt on the sandy beach. A lone man steps into the water. His eyes have a steely glint and his face is lined grim with determination. It is dark with thick fog rolling along the shore. Wind gusts whipped up the sand stinging his face as he walks. What was driving this Pirate? What is he searching for? Haunted by a song he had heard once while sailing in pristine green waters. Ever since that day it was all he could think of. His soul consumed with desire! Suddenly a ray of light from the heavens clears the dark fog showing him the way. He can see her sitting on …
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THEE KNOT Just a young lad when me be signin' on, they be givin' me a knot me could not see. Now an old Captain still sailin' thee seas an' many a good mate has died under me. A Pirates life it be thee life fer me, they all be shoutin' with glee. Not knowin' thee doorway ta' hell be opened upon thee rollin' sea. Wenches an' rum, bloody cutlass an' plunder, thee roar of big guns all be pleasure fer me. Fearless with abandon we be livin' thee good life till fate be comin' our way. In thee end thar' be no glory in death, fer being murderin' scum they be thinkin' we be. Stretchin' our necks ta' get our last breath swingin' high up in thee breeze. When a young la…
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Once ‘pon a time, a silly way to start. But how else to tell a tale from my heart? It be ‘bout love, ‘tween a man and a lass Whose body would tempt a priest giving mass This tale does not start with help from above To tell you the truth, it starts in a pub Sailor were drinkin’, as they’re want to do Others be eating Salmagundi Stew. Now sailors get loose-lipped, when they get drunk Talkin’ ‘bout ships that could use a good dunk And on this dark night a king learned o’ one It would set sail ‘pon the rise of the sun Why would a king be ‘round scoundrels like these? Well he was a pyrate, King of the Seas He was quite rugged, wore no silk or lace And he be know…
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It's In Me Blood The pub were full the night we met, Ol’ Benny Hawkins and me. The crew was rowdy – we were sailin’ next day, And the rum were a’flowin’ right free. I sat and I watched Ben drink all night And drunker and drunker he became. Sailin' together, we became good mates, ANd I saw Ben’s nights were all the same. I’d seen the drink kill a man a’fore And I hated to watch it take Ol’ Ben down; So I waited for a night when he weren’t so in his cups And there were no other crewmen hangin’ ‘roun’. Hearin' me out, he answered, “I know I should stop drinkin’, I should! But I fear it’s in me blood, boy,” he said, “The Devil's thirst, aye, it’s in me bloo…
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The Captain's Farewell by Willoughby Caught We bid farewell to our captain beloved he's gone aloft for his voyage is through and onward we sail better for his commanding Captain, my Captain, how we miss you I remember the day that I stood there before him to show him the skill I had learned by his side Oh, save me, oh God, I am in the deep water nothing is missed by the Captain's sharp eyes He had his ways for he was a sailor with a love of tall ships, and a love of the sea So patient with others what would be a sailor a friend to us all and a mentor to me He abides in love, and he's off a sailin' In waters so distant our captain now strays As we go on, we …
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I wrote this song using our crews back story The Ballad of the Bone Island Buccaneers Across endless deserts of sea Sun scorched and cursed men, we be Forever our sails made We're bound to this rough trade We search to unravel the key Reese charted a map long ago To fortune and riches untold The church bound to hide it We swore we would find it and make Reese's treasure our own So dressed as a priest Jai did go Stole the map so we sailed for the pole But the Arch Angel followed and Sterling, he bellowed "Make way, or the locker you'll know" Bloody Spike Pierce ruled the day Through maelstroms, storm squall and spray to the earths frozen center we…
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Xavier Quinn He seems no higher than a grown man's shin And with malicious grin, he has great pride in… Tracking down those who pillage, plunder, and relish in sin! Chances are slim, you'd escape from him! East India Company's best man. Some say he's more like the devil's own right hand. The Isles of Caiman to the ports of Japan, He is known by every pirate and courtesan! A seemingly decent gent, who's speech is most eloquent . 'Tis hard to believe he is so hell bent, But one look, and it becomes quite evident. That he desires to rid the world of every malcontent! Known to bring down men twice his size, with the blaze of Hades in his eyes. When he does "deal" w…
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God Take the King! Ye ask me why I sail the seas beneath a flag stained black, And why I risk both life and limb and take the pirate tack? The answer is an easy one, a song I love to sing, After years of bloody taxes, I have come to hate the king! Chorus: Huzzah! Huzzah! It’s a new song I sing! Give me rum, freedom and buckets of gold and God Take the King! I bear the marks upon me back of scratches from his cat: Too many times I’ve come up short when ‘is Majesty passed the hat. At pike point he collects me pay before it can be spent On niceties like milk or shoes or even to pay the rent. Chorus My Maggie she died coughin’ after a winter without a…
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I. He cut a dashing figure on deck Resembling a dagger to the neck. Misty gray-blue, his glare Only the sea can compare. Hair, dark and soft as raven’s wing This, self proclaimed, “Pirate King!” “Jonathan Hawks belongs in the stocks Jonathan Hawks will lose more than his locks!” II. He sails not for fame or lady’s pleasure He is purely an adventure. Seeking that which was lost, No matter what the cost. Life or limb Is all the same to him. “Jonathan Hawks belongs in the stocks Jonathan Hawks will lose more than his locks!” ©2005 Shana L. Martin Largo FL All Rights Reserved _____________________________________________ In case you all are curious the "Jo…
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I. What you gave was nothing more than smoke and mirror While tears fill my eyes, the truth becomes clearer. Your words once tasted like honey wine Now have grown bitter and rancid over time. Trickery and lies, have you no shame? Trickery and lies, broken hearts are your game. II. Whispers, promises, and every single vow Means less than nothing to me now. A feeling warm, like a drink of rum Has left me cold and rather numb. Trickery and lies, have you no shame? Trickery and lies, broken hearts are your game. III. You flew me to heaven, only to fall straight to hell Now all that lies before you is an empty shell. I let you in so deep, to places of me so de…
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I. Here is another epic poem thanks to Siren (my big sis) This goes along with the Dark Prince of Plunder! Enjoy!! I. I have sailed the seven, searching for that small bit o’ heaven Since the age of three, nothing compares to she. I’ve watched her walk the moon kissed surf, And give silent praise to the one who gave her birth. As the waves did roll, into the water she did stroll With long raven hair covering just so, all that God gave her would just barely show. Then something caught me by surprise, when I saw her limbs and thighs Transform themselves into a sailor’s deepest wish that of a tail of the largest fish! Green as the color of the seas, the sight …
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I. He moves silent like the wind on a moon less night. Wine women and song taking freely that, is his delight. Eyes that mesmerize, dark as coal Gazing too deeply can steal one’s soul. Skin full of warmth and tan Liken to the tropics and Jamaican sand Women adore him, for his velvet smile. Men scorn him, for leaving them breathless mile upon mile. II. No one knows his name, For deception is his game. He plays them all like a pipe’s song Then just as quickly he sails on. He has broken many a heart, both young and old He is not one to have or to hold. For his one and only love is me The wide vast expanse of the sea. III. “Oh daughters of Poseidon, pear…
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Children went to learn and play on the autumn day. A great wave of loss and despair was felt everywhere People came with love to share. Never forget, always remember. . . The eleventh of September. Devastation more than words can tell, as towers and sprits fell. Grief and pain was upon every face, Yet God’s hand rested on us full of mercy and of grace. Never forget, always remember. . . The eleventh of September. The weak were made strong, and righted that which was wrong. Giving their lives to save others, People we are proud to call “sister’s and brother’s.” Never forget, always remember. . . The eleventh of September. Inspired By: God & The One Year …
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