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Deep Blue - Hellhounds
Lying upon my pillow
Inside a beast of wood
I dream about the things I've done
That no man ever should.
First Mate; that's what my rank is
Command; that's what I do
The sea; is what I live for
All hands; they are my crew.
Becalmed we're in the water
Our sailing vessel dead
Heave short and lie at anchor
So that I may clear my head.
I look upon the bowsprit
And the cradle of the boom
I marvel at the silhouettes
Of our sails against the moon.
The fog is closing in now
The frosty chill does bite
We are the scourge of seven seas
The hellhounds of the night.
The misty tendrils wrap 'round my legs
Like hands upon a whore
And there I stand upon the deck
The dark a gaping maw.
The night she is quite deadly
The ships they sail few
The sailors know we lay in wait
Hellhounds of the Deep Blue.
A pirate's life is like no other
But a sailor's life is worse
We'll run them down, perhaps aground
All just to fill our purse.
Here they come now, quiet boys
Heave to and stem the tide
Steady as she goes, my friends
Make not that berth too wide.
When we get through with this ship's crew
We'll leave nothing in our wake
Our thirst for gold and things of old
Is what we seek to slake.
With hands upon our daggers
We fight off the coming yawn
Of tired souls upon ship's deck
Awake before the dawn.
Ahoy, ye scurvy sea dogs!
From which port do you hail?
Drop your anchor and surrender now
Avast and dowse your sails!
She sailed high, wide and handsome
And could have easily outrun
But she chose to batter our clipper
With a single solitary gun.
A chain shot tore our mast
And a barrage hit the hull
They opened fire on our men
Brought our plan to a lull.
I ducked and ran for cover
It gave me quite a fright
That this ship could overpower us
We hellhounds of the night.
Avast! You are outnumbered!
Avast! We'll give you quarter!
Avast! Lay down your swords now
If you wish to stop this slaughter!
They gave us time to think
As we sailed on our Deep Blue
The guns they did fall silent
And the same for both ships' crew.
As we gazed upon the wreckage
Of our ship that was so fine
I learned our cap'n had passed away
And now this ship was mine.
Ahoy! Did you hear us?
Answer yay or nay
Throw a line and hop aboard
Or we'll be on our way.
The Spanish raiders were so fierce
We really had no chance
I'll blame this on Captain Blackheart
If we dance the hempen dance.
I ran my hand across my brow
Knowing what my crew had thought
About myself; I was a woman
And what damage could be wrought.
A line fell down onto our decks
And I looked upon it with disdain
Just take it and we'll see what happens
Spoke Dougal, our boatswain.
If you're wrong and this blows up
It's you that is to blame
All I wanted was some gold
From the Spanish Main.
When we were all aboard the ship
Our hands stayed near our swords
Until the Captain said to me
Fear not, you have my word.
I may be a pirate
And my men may be as such
But we are gentlemen of a code
And that is look, don't touch.
You have nothing to fear aboard this ship
You or your crew, dear lass
For already you know me and my name
And that is Black Douglas.
I stared in shock and horror
At the man before my eyes
Five years ago I'd saved his life
From sea and stormy skies.
He'd sailed with us around the world
From Tortuga to Fiji
And despite the rules upon the ship
I let him have all of me.
A terrible secret did emerge
I never told him about
We had a child that Blackheart killed
That rotten, dirty lout.
Lily, I know your secret
I know we had a daughter
I was tempted to just kill you
But on one condition I'll give you quarter.
I stared upon him quietly
That handsome hellhound of the sea
He gave me a grin that I oh-so-loved
And said Lily, will you marry me?
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This is a poetic version of a scene in my story of By Dawn's Light. So it's basically a sneak preview of what will eventually happen.
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| Great story! Wonderful poem. Keep up the good work. |
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| Being out on the sea tonight, this was a great read. I love the imagery and the rythmn... Great work! |
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| Personally I find its the last stanza that is the problem. I think that's the one I'll change. There. All better. |
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Comment by: Sophia - 2007-04-12 01:26
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I think you managed to keep the rhyme and rhythm working well in this almost all the time, and it was fun to read. I thought this stanza
The misty tendrils wrap 'round my legs
Like hands upon a whore
And there I stand upon the deck
Staring at the gaping maw.
didn't flow quite as well as the others, I think perhaps because of the last line, but that's may be my reading rather than your writing. |
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| You're very good at writing these story style poems, the rhythm and flow of them is really impressive! |
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