I must admit
that I was rather upset
and even a little bit jealous
when Buffy the Vampire Slayer
walked down the aisle with Angelus
All in a dream it would seem
Being a creature of the night
Angelus could never
walk with Buffy into the light
Unlike my good self
Since sunshine is no problem
to a Werewolf in Ray-Bans ยฎ ๐
Under a Caribbean Moon ๐ดโโ ๏ธ
At Canary Wharf
I was sold to the sea
for a golden doubloon
and half a bread loaf
Was it all worth it?
Yet … under the light
of a Caribbean Moon
I did get to hear
those mermaids sing
as in the throes
of a lover’s swoon
Indentured to serve
a thousand liftimes
as a pupil of dilation
upon the endless turgid ocean
A mere cabin boy aboard
the Good Ship Swirling Trip
duly working out
his maritime apprenticeship
under the renowned absurdist
Captain Curious Jack Crisp
Sailing on liquid sunshine
as Captain Crisp conducted
with his tambourine
that motley crew of cut-throats
in the pursuit of high seas crime
And every other kind
of pirate hijinks
Seductive the strings
of salt water violins
that would sweep you
to somewhere sublime
where the mermaids
would laugh and sing
Whilst the brass section
made harmonious love
to the amorous sky above
in three quarter time
Once
I was keel hauled
just for getting bored
(twice, you’d be buried at sea
… whilst still alive)
I was even made
to walk the plank
for giving the galley monkey
a severe spank
I had caught him drinking rum
straight from tank
But I was soon
dragged back on board
as I had in my possession
borrowed rather than stolen
the Captain’s beloved sword
A Spanish rapier
of unrivalled craftsmanship
with a bejewelled hilt of silver
He had liberated it
during an encounter
with the Spanish Armada
at great expense
to the previous owner
Now I sail
the celestite sea
with a crew of my own
all wild and free
Four sheets to the wind
And from Her Majesty
… the King
a Royal Pardon
as we go on our way
pillaging and a-plundering
For It is now I who bears
that silver hilted rapier
with which I dispatched
that despicable slave trader
the Governor of Jamaica
But always
the lingering question
When my father sold me
at Canary Wharf
all those many years ago
did he know
I’d be sailing forever
under the Jolly Roger?
Was it all worth it?
One golden doubloon
and half a bread loaf?
Yet … I did get to hear
those mermaids sing
under the celestial light
of a Caribbean moon
~Words & Images;
David B. Redpath ยฉ 2020
Ahoy… sold for a gold coin and a loaf of bread… through tough times you sailed high seas….. to become a righteous pirate of esteem…… I’m always partial to a good old sea shanty…
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And I’m certain
a bottle of rum
would come in handy
on the sands of Geelong
But take it easy Ivor ๐๏ธ
digging for buried treasure
Tomorrow is going to be
a real scorcher โ๏ธ
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I shall leave my bucket and spade
Behind in the verandah shade
And go have a Bundi’ rum
With Terry, my singer chum
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A Balladeer ๐ธ
and a buccaneer ๐ดโโ ๏ธ
The girls on the avenue
had better beware ๐
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If the girl shows at the recital
You better come and check my vitals
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I’ll bring my first-aid kit โข๏ธ ๐ซ โฃ๏ธ
It has a bottle of rum in it ๐
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By then I’ll need two bottles
To revive this old fossil
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I keep a crate of Bicardi handy
for just such an emergency ๐ช๐
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Now that should do the trick๐ธ
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Well done! I particularly like the last stanza. “The Pirate Don Durk of Dowdee” just popped into my head. Do you know it?
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Sadly Liz, this pirates of the sea,
as wicked as can be, never paid
any attention in class ๐ So now,
being quite illiterate, I must carve
out a living with my cutlass โ๏ธ
Alas, if my sins only numbered a
hundred and three ๐ my mother
would be most proud of me.
(I think Pirate Don Durk could be
a fake, since sadly there is no such
place as Dowdee. Not according
to my geography ๐ค)
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He lived on the page, and that’s all the proof I needed!
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Yes, he sails on โต in song ๐ถ
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Sure she should have married a pirate and left fifteen vampires on the dead man’s chest.
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Those villainous vampires sent down โฌ๏ธ
to Davy Jones’s locker after a pointed
appointment with Mr. Pointy. Buffy’s
trusty ever ready wooden stake โฌ๏ธ
I did ask Buffy to sail away with me โต
But after her fling with Angelus, a pirate
werewolf was too hard for her to take ๐ช
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๐ When she is done with the love of a vampire, maybe a pirate werewolf will inflame her desire.
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Since werewolves are not on a
Vampire Slayer’s menu, we could
certainly have fun. And when the
Moon is full ๐ she could always
shoot me with a tranquilliser gun ๐ฏ
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You’ve a way with words. They flow so fluidly. I’m gunna study ur style … I dunno but they seem to be spontaneous (maybe they are!) still, there’s a poetic style here that’s well worthy of greater inspection.
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Thank you for that positively
encouraging comment, Anna ๐
I must admit, this last post was
done on the spurt of a moment.
Inspired by a day sailing on the
HMS Bounty of my imagination ๐ ๐
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Mutiny on the High C’s — // From Bali to Cali, far beneath the Coral Sea // be it wrote on a whim or meticulously crafted & drafted, I like it all the same.
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โต ๐๏ธ ๐ ๐ ๐ ๐ ๐ดโโ ๏ธ
(When words of thanks fail me
I can always rely on the Emoji)
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Daaavvviiiidddd. Epic times a million. I fell in love with and probably will marry Your lines:
Indentured to serve
a thousand liftimes
as a pupil of dilation
upon the endless turgid ocean
Reading Your poetry outloud is an amazing experience. Full sensory immersion. And fear not!!! Info on the internet flies and when Buffy, wherever she may be now, hears Your pleas of love…she’ll come running, I’m sure!!! ๐Thank You and Cheers!!! ๐คโค๏ธ๐
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Thanks for coming aboard the
Good Ship Swirling Trip, Katy ๐
I did offer to take Buffy on a working holiday to England ๐ฌ๐ง so she could do
the werewolves of London ๐บ ๐ถ
Strictly business of course ๐
Why should those American vampires
have all the fun?
But instead, she prefers to hang out
with the walking dead! Buffy’s pointed
rebuff was like a stake to the heart ๐
… literally ๐ช ๐
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๐คฃ๐คฃ๐คฃAh! Once again You start my day with laughter!!!
Poor Buffy, ignorant lass!
Holding on to dead love from the past…
Someday she’ll get bored and come “do” Your hoard
The werewolves of London she’ll score!!!
So hang tight beneath Union Jack
If that’s actually where Y’all are at
She’ll come a runnin’
I ain’t just funnin’
Simply sitting here stating the facts!!! ๐คฃ
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Absolutely love that poem, David. โค
The Caribbean, the Jolly Roger, golden doubloons and mermaids are right up my alley.
It is the stuff many of my dreams are made of.
That werewolf in Ray-Bans ๐ถ๐ is a jolly good poet I must say.
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A red sky at night delighted thank
you, Christopher ๐ โ
I must admit, I was raised by the sea,
and spent many a happy childhood
hour upon it โต and in it ๐ As a wee
teen I was even ready to join the Navy.
But then I was duly informed that
all the buccaneering fun had been
taken out of piracy ๐ดโโ ๏ธ ๐
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Yes, it was a sad day when the buccanneering fun was taken out of piracy. ๐ดโโ ๏ธ
The day one had to put one’s long johns away and keep the silver in the piggy bank.
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And I had gone to all the trouble
of getting a prosthetic wooden leg ๐ฆต
The operation in preparation
turned out to be irreversible ๐
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I suspect you have the heart of a pirate, David (LOL). Thankfully, we were ransomed from the bondage of sin by Jesus Christ. โค
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Yes indeed, Anna.
No Davy Jones’ Locker
for this Jolly Roger ๐ ๐ดโโ ๏ธ
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Sounds like a book or movie to me.
This poem was particularly entertaining to me.
Thank you, David!
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I’m just editing the soundtrack ๐ผ ๐ฝ๏ธ
now, Resa. Thanks for sailing โต
the friendly seas ๐ ๐
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Welcome! ๐
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Aye maties! If only to spend one day on this pirate ship, without being “persuaded” to walk the plank.
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Aye Buckeye! They were hard men
back then. Between scurvy and the
deep blue sea, I’m not too sure if it
would be a pleasure cruise for the
likes of you or me ๐ ๐ณ ๐ฆ ๐ค
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Yeah.nobody know about their children as you told.beautifully written.
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Thank you very much, Aruna ๐โค๏ธ
Next time I ship ashore โต
I’ll be sure come to see you๐น ๐
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rum a dum dum
this piece should be sung
the words they flow
the barrels they roll
the ship it rocks
the ship it rolls
Daiquiris, Mojitos and
Pina Coladas
life’s carefree
on the friendly seas
and so it goes…
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A cautionary sea shanty
this should surely be
sung by scurvy pirates
full of treachery
and mutiny
upon the endless sea
With a dry martini ๐ธ
served for you and me ๐
Thanks Eugenia for keeping
an old salty sailor company ๐
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My pleasure! ๐
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