Quotes about pirate, page 9
GraveYard Night=
Walking the graveyard at the darkest of night
The sound of silence, in my empty soul theres no fright
Looking at the names edged in stone
Hunting for the nameless alone
The fog crawling over the ground
I find that wich they say can't be found
Nealing down, my hands placed on the slate
I lay heavy at the head, not knowing my fait
Watching the clouds hideing the moon
I wonder could this be my tomb
poem by Pirate Love Magic Man
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In Motion
I find my notes,
I'm almost done.
Yet I do not know,
what is to come.
The pirate loses,
his treasure and gold.
This is a metaphor,
for the ending.
Life is a simile,
without a smile.
No one thinks,
for one another
A disaster awaits,
for one to come.
Knowing things,
that kills inside.
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poem by Justin P. Buhler
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Choice
Drone nights where poetry suckles sanity
A refuge for neuro transmitters
Pathways away from Borg circles
Some of us are small against our malice
The dainty yellow flowers
Dreams beyond the black and white
No guilt between your Paris thighs
Self confidence with its endless maze
Who am I except another pirate
Ships that rob your anti depressants
We are skeletons of resistance
Your love must choose who is true
poem by Joseph Narusiewicz
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Natural Gifts.
The gifts o' the gods; not all men have them, ay,
And some indeed that have them know it not;
And some that have them not, deem that they have,
And there's the mischief: it is this that makes
So many failures, tempts men to betray
Their proper selves, and on a false surmise
Of what they are or will be, lures them to
Their own undoing; as pirate lights decoy
Unwary mariners to ruin on
A monstrous shore.
poem by Robert Crawford
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Locks Of Hair
rabbit said i gotta have it.laugh it true, brett micheals do, a hair appointment inside of you.motley crue, your so fake, you couldnt pirate the great lakes.britney spears get over here.how many men do you hold dear? how many tickets have you punched? i never received dont give me one.paris hilton you are worse, your dew limo now a hearse.drew barrymore dont introduce, she just wants a republican truce.
poem by Chris Bowen
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A Real Person
Dancers of the pirate heaven
Accosted rubies of E E Cummings
Memories covered in new age moss
Burn your opines
Play with your hyperbole
Real love is a painful metaphor
I have even gone on a diet
These blue waters spring in my soul
You are the opal morning
The sapphire dawn
You bring the moral perspective
I want to be honest with you
I want to treat you with respect
We shall banter like two spies
Your have become a real person
poem by Joseph Narusiewicz
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Canines in Love
Two dogs in the rain
Stray down midnight boulevards
Hungry beside trash cans,
But looking both ways
Before they cross the street,
You have to watch out for each other
In this cruel world of broken homes,
Any moment you might be penniless and alone,
Hold onto your pirate’s sleeves,
You’ll need each other
When you encounter angry seas,
Love is all you have
When your hopes and resources
Have become tattered rags.
poem by Uriah Hamilton
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A Pirate's booty (Halloween)
Halloween is approaching, oh what a sight
All the creatures that roam on a Halloween night
This year a “Pirate” stakes a claim above the rest
Guarding her stash of candy, in the old treasure chest
Of those who wish to take it are beggars and thieves
The streets are full of them, like the fallen leaves
They run off with the loot, like strangers in the night
Leaving nothing but the trail of their red taillight
10/24/11
poem by Rhonda Baker
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The Alchemist's Petition
Thou wilt not sentence to eternal life
My soul that prays that it may sleep and sleep
Like a white statue dropped into the deep,
Covered with sand, covered with chests of gold,
And slave-bones, tossed from many a pirate hold.
But for this prayer thou wilt not bind in Hell
My soul, that shook with love for Fame and Truth—
In Such unquenched desires consumed his youth—
Let me turn dust, like dead leaves in the Fall,
Or wood that lights an hour your knightly hall—
Amen.
poem by Vachel Lindsay
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Over new; greens seas drip-fed
The poet is a lonely … (snail)
With elongated eyes espy.
Following a spiritual brail…
Questioning: what's a wry?
What; lucidity nears him by.
A non-apologetic; dreamer…
To him its do-or-die
With a silver trailing "stigma"
Over the high seas did Bligh.
Oh mutiny; he's not a rhymer…
{With a pirate, treasure scroll...}
With a bounty on his head:
His mutiny is that his soul—
And others might—never be fed.
By following him on… faith!
Over new; green seas drip-fed.
poem by Mark Heathcote
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