The pirate captain heard the whistles and the canon balls rolling on the deck.
He rose and strapped his swords on and a brace of pistols then did a check.
He strode up from his cabin and found his “men-at-arm”.
They reached the deck and saw the mutineers, things were far from calm.
He strode up to the men as though to talk he might.
Pulled both razor edged swords, it wasn’t a pretty sight.
There was dead mutineers to the left and to the right.
Then a cannon ball smashed the mizzen mast, another ship, another fight.
Neville Hunt (almost 6 years ago)
Absolutely! Agree with Drew. I feel that I’m there on the poop deck... pooping myself!
Published: November 07, 2018 03:38
Category: Poetry
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LesleyAnne (over 5 years ago)
Excellent. Just like Drew said so full of action.