Born to the sea
Mind of water, flowing thoughts;
The currents beneath your words could change us all.
River heart, born to the sea;
The solace we seek waves to you and to me.
Join me on this voyage, over water, to a new land.
All hands on deck chairs are temporarily in the sand.
Cast ashore to repair our vessel,
But soon we shall cruise again, so hoist that sail.
Raise it so high, that the crow’s nest will not be our peak
And the land dwellers will be the last people that we would wish to meet.
My crew and I are setting off on an adventure;
A journey across the deep blue, to a land of mischief and wonder.
The undiscovered land, on the other side of a new life.
We be pirates, so we be; so raise that Jolly Roger flag upon high.
Let all who see our symbol know the story of our ship.
The unsinkable voyager;
A blast from the past, blowing through the wind.
Raise the sails and let the wind take us in and move us on
And throughout the jagged edged cliffs and beyond!
And on past the mermaids that sit upon the rocks,
Singing such enchanting songs
And on past the things that they call ‘The Leviathan’.
Release the Kraken! The foulest beast from the Gods up above
And we shall continue this trek into the darkest of the rum.
To the bottom of the barrel, right down to the Admirals eye.
Let the birds be our guide to our next paradise.
Land ahoy! There be treasure there for sure;
So onward ya scurvy rats and be prepared to fight once more!
We are damned, to forever sail,
Since the life at sea swallowed our cursed souls;
Now we travel these high seas in search of more silver and gold.
(C)2016 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
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Aa Harvey (
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I enjoyed your poem. It took me on an adventure!
Thank you. I'm glad you liked it.
Is this a ghost ship? That's how I read it - "Since the life at sea swallowed our cursed souls," "the unsinkable voyager," "Damned to forever sail." Surely a black and lusty crew, fearing none, for they are already dead. Loved this little voyage. - Phil A.
Thank you.
The poem was inspired by creating the first line.
"Mind of water, flowing thoughts."
I remember Bruce Lee once saying:
"Empty your mind, be formless. Shapeless, like water.
If you put water into a cup, it becomes the cup. You put water into a bottle and it becomes the bottle. You put it in a teapot, it becomes the teapot. Now, water can flow or it can crash. Be water, my friend."
I think the full quote is this as well :
"Be like water making its way through cracks. Do not be assertive, but adjust to the object, and you shall find a way around or through it. If nothing within you stays rigid, outward things will disclose themselves. "
I emptied my mind and this poem was able to flow from my mind and onto the paper. Sometimes when I write, I just continue to write and the poem takes me where it needs to go and a completed poem appears.
The poem starts off as someone who loves the sea and then I guess the ship crashes (Temporarily in the sand) and the crew turn into The Pirates of the Caribbean, or something similar. So a ghost ship would be right. I don't know enough about the sea or being a sailor, so most of the poem comes from watching the Pirates of the Caribbean films.
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