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Thru Maritime Miles

Thru maritime miles of minions in motion We hedge our opinions while pledging devotion To serving the Captain and sharing our smiles Through barrels of onions and flea-bearing trials But even the pirates who pose in a rumble Are learning the merits of those who are humble The path of our choosing where sinning is pleasure Is better for losing than winning a treasure I plunged overboard when I soared off a plank At the point of a sword and a sore lady's prank The captain's first mate made her daddy agree That my fate was a date with the fish in the sea I knew she was baiting my body at brunch To catch me in waiting and serve me for lunch All pirates are worthy to fish and to feast But no one should make me a dish for a beast From well on the brink to a splash in the sink I fell in a flash for a female fink I knew she was watching me fall in the tank And laughing discreetly with daddy to thank I should have resisted the words that she said But when she persisted they went to my head I told her I loved her but so did my mate Who never returned from his very first date It seems bloody retching but fatefully true When somebody fetching is fatal for you You flee from the danger but fractured you find That pretty young stranger has captured your mind You think that she needs you for making a start But she really knees you for breaking apart A mob in her keep is the poorest of help Who force you to leap in a forest of kelp Though mad as an adder I drifted from reach To bob like a bladder in search of a beach The Great White beside me was my willing host To have me for dinner and eat me the most Then something resembling a storm with a tail Came surging at me in the form of a whale I lost my composure and when I passed out She tossed me all over to sit on her spout Upon this brave lady who skirted the water I fled for my life from the ship captain's daughter She brought me to land on the girth of her blubber To flip me ashore like a lousy landlubber From deep in the sea to a seat by a seal The freedom I keep is a cheap kind of deal The beach that I sleep on is sunny and hot So happy to be where my honey is not...

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Date: 10/5/2023 7:49:00 PM
Loved what I read , have to finish.
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Bryan Norton
Date: 10/5/2023 9:28:00 PM
Thank you very much. I really need to return to this epic of mine. Sorry to have left it unfinished. Hope you enjoy what is there. Your friend, Bryan
Date: 7/1/2023 11:32:00 AM
Hello Bryan, i really enjoyed this poem.I am glad the man got away she was not meant to be. Enjoy your day my friend. /Darlene\
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Date: 6/29/2023 9:42:00 AM
I REALLY ENJOYED READING YOUR POETRY- IT WAS FUNNY, INFORMATIVE, AS WELL AS THOUGHT-PROVOKING. KEEP WRITING - GC
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Date: 8/28/2020 12:23:00 AM
Read this right through. Well worth the read, made me smile and chuckle. We all have a little voice inside us to steer us clear of sharks and pirates but not all of listen. We also have to watch out for scams with our name on them. Best and only real defence is to ask the right questions before the water gets too deep and to have a bottom line that is immovable. Not perfect but better than nothing. Best regards David in NZ
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Date: 6/18/2020 7:38:00 PM
VERY funny one, Bryan. Loved the clever lines referring to being eaten by big fish, such as the part where you said "something resembling a storm with a tail" There were other very inventive lines in this poem as well. I loved the reference to "bob like a bladder" MY bladder is so small it can't hold anything for long!! Maybe the bladder in your poem is HUGE. That was hilarious. I agree with my friend John here. Great internal rhyme and flow! I'm faving it too.
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Bryan Norton
Date: 6/18/2020 11:19:00 PM
Thank you, Andrea. This is one of my personal favorites, so I'm glad you like it. I'm not sure if you know this, but many beaches are covered with bladders. So the bladder here is the kelp bladder, not a human one. Take care, friend.
Date: 6/6/2020 3:36:00 AM
Bryan, this poem is epic (and not only in form). You have a real talent for flow and rhyme, internal and otherwise, (my favorite is "poorest of help" with "forest of kelp") and for telling a tale with a wink and a smile. Really enjoyed this first submission of yours here at Soup... tossing it overboard into my faves so I can hear you tell it again and again...
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Bryan Norton
Date: 6/6/2020 3:43:00 AM
Thanks, John. How kind you are. This one is my first "Thru Maritime Miles" tale. Most of them are not this good though. I look forward to reading more of your talent. Best wishes!

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