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Stowaway

Stowaway

Adrift the ripples of the briny deep,
Under watchful eyes of serene in keep,
A stowaway aboard a ship of ghosts,
Plundered bullion stacked pillar to post.

Cursed vessel home to a pirateā€™s hell,
Sailing solemn midst sounding knell.
Echoes of cries and laughs and roars,
Berating each other as violence soars.

I hide away, creep sombre and low,
As treacherous marauder, the plank bestowed.
Cackling cries, gold hard to resist,
Water rat walked, plunged into the abyss.

Pilfered coin, I sneak away,
Before darkness fades into light of day.
Angry spectres a view to kill,
Seek to dip me in saline and swill.

Swords are drawn midst hellacious cries,
Bellow and shrills of ā€œhe must dieā€!
I dive over board beneath the stars and moon,
Captain aboard watchful and croon.

Canons aimed and ready to fire,
In the depths of the blue, adrift in dire.
I close my eyes as fuses are lit,
Sudden day break, I evade their grit.

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Tony Taylor

Dam!!.....I had just written the coolest comment when the whole thing disappeared.....ARRGGHHH ~ hate it when that happens!!.....anyway, I REALLY like this write.....VERY cool narrative tale within the midst of plenty of Pirate slang and dangers....... the "Stowaway" barely escaping with the canon trained and the light of day approaching....... with ghosts aplenty and tension high..... truly FUN STUFF brother!!....... loved it!!.......ALL STARS!!.......LOVE & ROCKETS!!........T xo..........T xo
Ps. Can I assume he got away with some of the ill-gotten booty? (smiles)

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Simon Bromley

Definitely my friend ha ha.Ā  Until his next encounter.Ā  Still adrift in the ocean after all!Ā  Thank you so much Tony my friend.Ā  I really hope life is keeping you well.

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