And so my days of swabbing decks
became nights of plotting revenge
I got my chance during the storm
and rapped a skull or two
I filled their pockets full o' chain
Down to Davey's locker you go
I'll swim for it you see
I'd ruther take my chances
with the mermaids who might
in turn, love me
Jul 23, 2022
Voyage of the Rum Runner... Chapter 6
About This Poem
Style/Type: Free verse
Review Request Direction:
How was my language use?
What did you think of the rhythm or pattern or pacing?
Review Request Intensity: I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back
Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft
Comments
hey Geezer,
nicely done, in keeping with the stream of events.
*hugs, Cat
p.s.
this was fun!
Very nice
Good luck with the mermaids- sometimes they don't always play nice ;)