“Write a poem from the perspective of a pirate ship captain writing to the woman he loves.”
– a prompt for this week’s CW piece.
I hear your voice in the wind
I see your eyes in the lightning
The smell of your breath
in the scent of the exotic flowers.
I long to be with you, my love.
I hear my destruction in the storm
I feel death’s needles in the lightning
The smell of blood and decay
in the ships that I prey upon.
I would not wish you here, my love
The Sea calls to me
The treasure draws me in
The blood-lust clouds my mind.
My love calls to me
Your soft touch draws me in
Your kiss clears my mind.
On my ship, I see my own death.
In your arms, I see life. And yet…
My foolishness drags me back
into the arms of Davy Jones.
You are my Love, but your
Love is wasted.
Save your love for one who is not
Drawn to the sea.
Your love is precious–
But not for me.