Presents from Penzance

arqios


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From the rugged shores of Penzance,

a figure emerges, cloaked in the salt-spray.

A privateer, pockets jingling with spoils,

his presence a mix of legend and enigma.

 

Boots press onto cobblestone streets,

each step a promise of untold stories.

From his coat, treasures spill forth,

gifts from distant shores, tokens of daring.

 

A compass, once guiding across treacherous seas,

now rests in the hands of a child, eyes wide with wonder.

A silken scarf, bright as a sunrise over uncharted lands,

drapes across the shoulders of a maiden, dreaming of adventure.

 

Coins, glinting with tales of conquest,

find their way into calloused palms.

Maps, inked with paths known only to the bold,

spread open, inviting new journeys.

 

The air hums with the energy of his presence,

a blend of sea brine and mystery.

He moves through the town, a silent benefactor,

leaving behind whispers of awe and curiosity.

 

In Penzance, the ordinary transforms,

each gift a thread in the tapestry of tales.

The privateer’s legacy, etched in the hearts,

of those who dared to dream of horizons beyond.

 

The town breathes in the magic of his passage,

every corner touched by his daring spirit.

Presents from Penzance, a shoutout to the bold,

from a presence that defied the mundane.

 

 

 

  • Author: crypticbard (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: March 8th, 2025 00:49
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  • Goldfinch60

    Fine words arqios, the Pirate King will always be remembered in Penzance. We saw the operetta a few weeks ago.

    Andy

    https://youtu.be/IGzv4vufN-k?si=q-e5U7bjoNqKUdoj

    • arqios

      Oh, nice! I haven’t seen it in decades. And it isn’t done in live theatre much these days, but there is hope πŸ™πŸ»πŸ•Š

      • Goldfinch60

        The one we saw was live, it was great,

        Andy

      • sorenbarrett

        The name itself Penzance in origin brings thoughts (Head land or holy headland) it may be coincidental but in Portuguese (pensar) is a verb to think related to head but it's origin comes from the verb to hang and they hang pirates don't they. An English town and in this poem locked in child imagination and fantasy it takes us back across time as indeed it does me to remember childhood itself. Lovely Cryptic full of childhood imagination.

        • arqios

          Yes it is nostalgic in many ways dear Soren. One day a whole book of pirate poems shall have been collected. Thank you πŸ™πŸ»πŸ•Š

        • David Wakeling

          What a brilliant and entertaining poem. Gilbert and Sullivan would be proud of it.Wonderful to read

          • arqios

            Oh now, now… mate… throw in Rodgers and Hammerstein and the swelling would push old ex-TC Alfie out of the eastern seaboard! πŸ™πŸ»πŸ•Š

          • Poetic Licence

            Let the child within us release their imagination to the full, lovely imagery of days gone by, sadly Penzance is no longer like this, lovely enjoyable read.

            • arqios

              Aye, that be true! Let poetry be our glue πŸ™πŸ»πŸ•ŠοΈ

            • cellinic

              Quite enigmatic, full of secret senses and blended with reserved emotions... Best wishes,

              • arqios

                Ah, very perceptive and insightful πŸ™πŸ»πŸ•ŠοΈ

              • arqios

                In whatever endeavour it is the waiting that always grates and kills…

              • Mutley Ravishes

                Been to Penzance. Lovely, like this poem!

                • arqios

                  Nice! Gotta bucket list that! πŸ™πŸ»πŸ•Š

                • Doggerel Dave

                  The Golden Age of Piracy - tick; Gilbert and Sullivan - tick; Penzance - tick.... I spent a long Easter weekend of jazz there one memorable year and consumed not a few pints of Directors and (don't forget) London Pride to keep lubricated...

                  Thanks for the memory, mate.

                  • arqios

                    Oh good stuff there ! Thanks kindly πŸ™πŸ»πŸ•Š

                  • Neville


                    One hundred & fifty nine miles exactly & two hours and fifty seven minutes on a good day from my front door .. My front door by the way was originally made in 1547 but hey .. who's counting .. I was in Penzance only last weekend .. Love the cut of your jib arqios & the saltiness these words conjure up in my head this blustery Saturday .. I met a modern day Pirate of Penzance while there in the form of an overly enthusiastic car park attendant who slapped a fine notice to my windscreen two whole minutes before my time was up .. He was appalling & I am appealing .. Neville

                    • arqios

                      And that you must, their quota a cruel taskmaster and the gatekeepers greedy in every community! πŸ™πŸ»πŸ•Š

                    • Tristan Robert Lange

                      A dear friend of mine, a very talented actor and singer who even competed on NBC's The Voice here in the USA was in a national tour of Pirates of Penzance. Well done on this, my friend! β€οΈπŸ™

                      • arqios

                        Thanks Tristan πŸ™πŸ»πŸ‘πŸ»πŸ•Š

                      • Thomas W Case

                        Superb work.

                        • arqios

                          Thanks TWCπŸ•ŠπŸ™πŸ»



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