Life On The Ocean Top

A swashbuckling we go!

Shiver me timbers!

I swears I spies Captain Jack,

tar upon his coat

 

smeared to keep him dry

as crashing bows swamp the deck

deep with salty brine,

 

and he so nimble

scales the ropes, like a monkey

with a scalded tail,

 

to reef the mainsail

and keep this sturdy, stout ship

running close to wind.

 

Good old Captain Jack

is the finest seafarer

I have ever known.

 

Seems he has no fear

when he is drinking whisky

or a tot of rum.

 

And when the Spanish

tried to overhaul his craft,

sank them everyone.

 

But on dry land our

fearless Captain of the waves

feels too much at sea!

 

05/03/19

Author's Note

Reviews

[Esther]

i enjoy your writing style in your poetry!

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Thank you so much Esther.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

ah yes, Bobby Darin....
i really enjoyed this poem...nice to see you having some fun...and you gave us a lighthearted, visual write to have fun reading and imagining...
j.

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Thank you Jacob. Not sure where you have me pigeon-holed as lacking in fun lol!

[Chris Shaw]

A fine swashbuckling tale is this. Scaling those ropes like a monkey and probably after consuming his rum as well. A visual and all action poem. I would imagine he was all over the place on dry land, and couldn't wait to return to the waves. Nicely conveyed lines John.

Chris

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Thank you Chris I watched him with my own beady eyes!

[Chris Shaw]

Great fan of the late great Bobby Darin.

[Coyote Poetry]

Captain Jack would be fun to hang with. Could be a wild night. Nice tale written in the poem. All of us need a adventure and the sea. Thank you John for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Indeed he would and I could see you two together! Many thanks Coyote.

[Coyote Poetry]

He would be fun and entertaining and you are welcome John.