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Upon the Spanish Main
>-~ Upon the Spanish Main ~ -<
The Final Voyage of a Pirate
Colorless, is the evening gloom, as I ponder by the shore…
Thinking thoughts of when we sailed on the wine-dark seas.
I cannot bear that there could be no adventure ever more…
As I hear a solitary gull, which is alone despite all its’ pleas.
Golden treasure, and lusty maids, but none so fair as thee…
Oh when didst thou depart, to climes where goddesses go?
I shall wait here for thee my love; oh I shall wait by the sea!
Our ship shall surely put in to port, when gentle winds blow.
But I cannot wait forever, and thou art so very far from me,
So I shall find a worthy ship and crew, to go upon a search.
We’ll sail the waves of Poseidon and challenge our destiny,
Until I come before thy throne, before where angels perch!
On the morrow I’ll set sail, and the Devil will not hinder us.
Let none get in the way of the dreams I’ve a mind to claim!
I’m done with weeping by the water and making my fuss…
So I shall seek my beloved, upon the golden Spanish Main.
Orange sun did break the dawn and soon my crew I found,
A mad bunch were the lads, and overly fond of their rum…
Our vessel was a merchantman, and to sea we were bound.
For love and gold, a pirate’s life of wicked and devilish fun!
But I did not forget thee my love, and I shall find thee soon,
For there must be a way to unite those lost to time’s folly…
Even if I must set course to the dark seas around the moon!
Heave to my lads, and raise the black flag, and sing ye jolly.
We’ll burn the timbers of the foe and make them fear us all,
For when love and glory be the cause it makes fools brave!
We’ll sail until we reach world’s end and over the sides fall,
One final grand adventure awaits us, upon the distant wave!
And so we sailed in high spirits, and carved a crimson path,
Wherever the winds blew us at adventure’s own demand…
A bloody crew were the lads, and overly prone unto wrath.
Gold and booty we claimed aplenty, ere we made for land!
I knew the isle that welcomed us and thought it passing fair,
For once, the governor’s daughter thought of me so fondly.
But in my absence, she longed for me with an obsessive air,
And now she sought to claim her coveted prize so proudly.
A word to her father and I was brought unto their mansion,
Where she offered me everything of love a man could wish.
But for thee only, my love, did blaze the fire of my passion!
And the governor’s daughter could be cold as a metal dish.
So a martyr I would be for thee, and hang for love’s honor,
Unless my hearty lads could free me from the heavy noose!
They saved my life surely enough, as to the sea once more,
We fled as a whole navy gave chase, all Hell broken loose.
Their cannons and ours blazed as broadsides crashed aloud,
Each turning to fight the other, none seeking to back down!
And soon we sank to the bottom, gold and glory so proud,
Sinking unto the bottom of the main, whilst men did drown.
I met you there beneath the waves, in mermaids’ company,
The only mortal lass amongst them, welcoming me home…
Thus a pirate may die content, embracing love’s hospitality.
I breathe my last with no regrets and with nothing to atone!
The Final Voyage of a Pirate
Colorless, is the evening gloom, as I ponder by the shore…
Thinking thoughts of when we sailed on the wine-dark seas.
I cannot bear that there could be no adventure ever more…
As I hear a solitary gull, which is alone despite all its’ pleas.
Golden treasure, and lusty maids, but none so fair as thee…
Oh when didst thou depart, to climes where goddesses go?
I shall wait here for thee my love; oh I shall wait by the sea!
Our ship shall surely put in to port, when gentle winds blow.
But I cannot wait forever, and thou art so very far from me,
So I shall find a worthy ship and crew, to go upon a search.
We’ll sail the waves of Poseidon and challenge our destiny,
Until I come before thy throne, before where angels perch!
On the morrow I’ll set sail, and the Devil will not hinder us.
Let none get in the way of the dreams I’ve a mind to claim!
I’m done with weeping by the water and making my fuss…
So I shall seek my beloved, upon the golden Spanish Main.
Orange sun did break the dawn and soon my crew I found,
A mad bunch were the lads, and overly fond of their rum…
Our vessel was a merchantman, and to sea we were bound.
For love and gold, a pirate’s life of wicked and devilish fun!
But I did not forget thee my love, and I shall find thee soon,
For there must be a way to unite those lost to time’s folly…
Even if I must set course to the dark seas around the moon!
Heave to my lads, and raise the black flag, and sing ye jolly.
We’ll burn the timbers of the foe and make them fear us all,
For when love and glory be the cause it makes fools brave!
We’ll sail until we reach world’s end and over the sides fall,
One final grand adventure awaits us, upon the distant wave!
And so we sailed in high spirits, and carved a crimson path,
Wherever the winds blew us at adventure’s own demand…
A bloody crew were the lads, and overly prone unto wrath.
Gold and booty we claimed aplenty, ere we made for land!
I knew the isle that welcomed us and thought it passing fair,
For once, the governor’s daughter thought of me so fondly.
But in my absence, she longed for me with an obsessive air,
And now she sought to claim her coveted prize so proudly.
A word to her father and I was brought unto their mansion,
Where she offered me everything of love a man could wish.
But for thee only, my love, did blaze the fire of my passion!
And the governor’s daughter could be cold as a metal dish.
So a martyr I would be for thee, and hang for love’s honor,
Unless my hearty lads could free me from the heavy noose!
They saved my life surely enough, as to the sea once more,
We fled as a whole navy gave chase, all Hell broken loose.
Their cannons and ours blazed as broadsides crashed aloud,
Each turning to fight the other, none seeking to back down!
And soon we sank to the bottom, gold and glory so proud,
Sinking unto the bottom of the main, whilst men did drown.
I met you there beneath the waves, in mermaids’ company,
The only mortal lass amongst them, welcoming me home…
Thus a pirate may die content, embracing love’s hospitality.
I breathe my last with no regrets and with nothing to atone!
Published 23rd Feb 2019
Author's Note
This poem of mine is one in a series of Pirate-themed poetry that I wrote years ago, filled with all of the usual power and passion of my various other writings. Some of these are fictional, and some are not.
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
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23rd Feb 2019 5:54am
Oh I'm loving this!
There's creativity blooming in your words used
Thanks for posting Kara 😊
There's creativity blooming in your words used
Thanks for posting Kara 😊
24th Feb 2019 3:05pm
It was my pleasure to post it, as it was enjoyable to pen it. I am delighted that you enjoyed giving it a read! Thanks for taking the time to post such a nice comment, too... I very much appreciate it. :)
23rd Feb 2019 11:00pm
I always love your writes my friend, they transport me back to an era now seen through rose tinted memories. Such an epic write as always.
24th Feb 2019 3:09pm
That is all part of the lovely magic of poetry, dear Grace! It has to the power to take us to places we sometimes never dreamed of, or that we have oft longed to dream of. That it delighted you, most surely is a delight to me as well! Be well, my friend... always. *Smiles* :)
