A tale spoken at sea.


Strike A Drum With All Your Heart!

Although you cannot see

The Ocean sways with rythem

pumb pumb pumb pumb

The lamb that drank from ponds

Now feeds the air with pounding hymn

pump Pumb pumb Pumb



Strike, A Mast! And feed her Fast!

Below's a Boy with Heart!

Pumb Pumb pumb Pumb

Lock the Latch, for She is Faint!

A Quill! A Bird! A Part!

Pumb Pumb Pumb Pumb



Now the God's can Hear Us!

Pumb

Play the Thing, Boy, here It Comes!

Pumb Pumb


Your Eyes are Red and Filled with Dread!


Pumb Pumb Pumb Pumb Pumb



Frighten the Night, Boy, With your Dums!




Play the Skins, Lad, Through 'til Day!

Pumb! Pumb!

I can Hear the Siren's Play!

Pumb! Pumb Pumb!

PLAY, God Damn You! Drown Them Out!

Pumb! Pumb! Pumb! Pumb!

Their Tunes and Melodies String and Bout!

Pumb Pumb pumb pumb



Shake the Sea, Boy, With your Drums!

pumb pumb pumb pumb







Hands On Deck, Boy! Here It Comes...!

pumb pumb pumb p






Poetry by weirdzarun
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Written on 2007-04-10 at 16:13

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Wow michael, what a journey that was? I loved the ending, all hands overboard I assume? I always was a lousy swimmer but I float well! Well done on this poem, not sure about the caps! Unless it is the Captains!lol Smiling at you, Tai
2007-04-10