Long Captained Poems
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It is the ultimate in Irony,
And it is everything short of funny,
As people give up the chance of honest money,
To sour streets to the point where they are no longer sunny.
Risking friendships,
Working relationships,
Breaking up partnerships,
Truly believing they are sailing their own ships,
As words cherry picked from pirated ships,
Captained by those with doubtful fellowships,
Who refuse to divulge who owns the ships,
Are passed on to to a growing membership,
Who refuse to believe they are sailing in doomed ships.
Oh the Irony of it all,
As they have the gall,
To go to a mall,
And talk of freedom for all,
When once home into a chair they fall,
Unable to turn off the switch on the wall,
Connected to a screen that increases their zeal,
For what is unreal,
In a time when our backs are against the wall,
With covid in it for the long haul.
I am a Great-Grandmother
My Tee shirt tells me so
I only wear this shirt to bed
As I do not want others to know.
If I wore it out of doors
I think it would look pretentious
Some folk know I have many flaws
I find this contentious.
I could have been a grand dame,
Or maybe a diva of some note
I would have a great grand name
If I had married an emperor who captained a boat,
I was not born for greatness,
Or true grandness of any kind
Being grand
It could not be further from my mind.
After I married, I had children,
Five in all
Some of them had children
Seven at the last call,
The children call me Grandma
Mama for short
I became Grand overnight
Something I thought,
Would never happen to me
But then, those children grew up too
And had babies of their own
Which filled me with awe and delight
For the love shown
To these cuddly bundles of joy,
Two adorable, great little boys
Who have made me
A Great-Grandmother
Which I hope I will prove to be
One who sets an example to all
Who comes after me?
She studied the Space exploration
act of 3033 to find where
in history she might
use her Time traveling Machine
It had been said that
she was likely to be seen
as one who interferes in
the activates of space
and would cause others to
form a distrust of her..
Yet she pursued her freedom
to explore space
with the People of Earth in mind.
The functions of Functions
Where Space is Topic and Topic
All things are Space and
the Preservation of Space
Space to be used by Mankind
It's recourses explored and considered.
She made a List of People and Creatures who were" The Enemies Of Space"
On planets and Moons: in Nebulas, On asteroids and
Cosmic storms she Captained her Vessel: until she became the enemy in space
and her co-captain rivaled her to secure his position
as Captain. They used force feilds to create her residence on the lower deck.
Their she built a secret tine machine using the onboard computer which spoke to her as she was twenty year prior. Somene made a program that addressed her as the captain she had replaced." The men Called her
An enemy Of Space" due to her dating practices.
For nigh on a hundred-fifty years it has graced the rugged shore of Maine!
Its welcoming beacon guiding sea-faring souls who sail the mighty main!
It has weathered untold fearsome storms of gale, snow, sleet and rain;
A faithful, stalwart sentry defying such nuisances, guarding its vast domain!
Old Captain Blair, its keeper, knows all too well the perils of the sea,
For he captained majestic sailing ships for many decades, you see.
He wearily climbs the circular stair to light the candles at close of day,
And with practiced eye, scans the roiling sea to ascertain that all is okay.
Alas, one dark and stormy night the US Frigate Arcturus met her fate!
A blinding fog and raging seas doomed the Arcturus on that fateful date!
The beam of the lighthouse could not be seen! There was naught to do!
The ship was dashed upon unforgiving shoals drowning her valiant crew!
The old lighthouse still guards that stretch of sea to this very day.
Modern lamps now cast their beam while Captain Blair sleeps 'neath the clay!
Angel, so gentle a messenger a rescuer,
comfort to Men and Woman and our children,
you have their eye, you have always had our
attention, intentions in the back of our minds.
Working behind the scenes in dutiful love, honoring humanity.
Archangel, humble and mighty specialist,
do you not know the reward to come
for your dedicate theme.
The Holy Spirit shall train you in loves battle
at the true heart of things, in the end you will see,
you are mighty in deed.
Princes, shall you govern the Earth in it's regions as regents, agents in charge of this place, of God's plan, be his Pontificate hand.
Powers, Congregation and Priest,
see you not whisper of gossips, discord or jealousy
but purity in the knowledge of ceremony of greater
things, but be not erred in Hell's matrimony.
But the divine worship of what is that should be.
Virtues, you are the wizards of God's court,
the facilitator of the art working in on creation in it's consciousness and at it's heart.
Dominations, you hold the works of Heavens
and of Earth.
The processes of stringing in the cosmic ring
of your stewardship of overseeing being.
Thrones, you are the ones who send the judgments,
the vials, aid and dispose, impose the Kings.
Expose the age in Captained line by line
vanguard of High decree"d rloyal t hinges.
Cherubim, your tasks, intellect and secret office direct the plans of God and Men. Of miracle and prayers arked embarked to Tabernacle out again.
Seraphim, burning love thou art insemminate,
pregnant and in delivery of love, for the Most High.
Your song is a burning flame kindled and birthed by
more fires, for His Holy Name.
Your intimate knowledge of Creation in His Way
led none of you to fall, none to stray.
The Four Living Creatures love to watch you swoon, tirelessly, pulsing in your inner knowledge
of the workings of meaning.
Dedicate predicates in love, one and all eternally,
present past the end of days.
Simon has been to 7 Paralympic games,
Starting with Barcelona and including Rio,
He has a silver from Atlanta - 1992 planes,
A bronze Athens 2004, a bronze 2008 trio.
After a night out on his way home, shortcut,
He tripped and fell onto a live railway track,
The driver could not stop in time, it strut,
But a nurse by-passer saved his life back.
He is a large, tall man at 6 ft 5, amputee,
And says “I didn't get picked because I’m
a fantastic player but ‘cos I was big [see].
The disability’s secondary.“ You have dime.
He’s won 2 World Championship silvers,
And 11 European Championship medals,
With 4 golds, 4 silvers, 3 bronze slivers:
He captained teamGB in 2011 in capitals.
In Rio the basketball team finished third,
Taking home a bronze with total dignity;
He’s a 4.0 player, has travelled the world,
Enjoying playing for Italian clubs infinitely.
Born on 31 January 1968, amputated 22,
He lives in Peacehaven in East Sussex,
But flips between there and Italy so beaux,
To train, although Milton Keynes is apex.
They flew the skull and cross bones
Up high above the deck.
Pirates on the open sea
They had treasures to collect.
One man from the crows nest
Kept a vigil from on high.
Looking out for any ships
That happen to pass by.
Their crews were mostly misfits
Ones who’ve gone astray.
They would work the Pirate ships
Just to get away.
When a ship was spotted
A battle would soon commence.
In hopes to steal a treasure
And ammunition for their defense.
Men were usually Captains
But women it is said.
Females that Captained pirate ships
Were the baddest of the bad.
Whether it was the Royal Navy
Or the great Empire of Rome.
Female captains of pirate ships
Made themselves at home.
So whether male or female
Pirates were bad news.
And the captains of these pirate ships
Had to pay their dues.
On the field of battle,
Young brave and strong,
We are stripling warriors,
Ready to bring it on!
We are fighting the darkness,
Piercing through with truth and light!
Charity is our standard,
Faith, courage and commitment our delight!
Captained by our King and Holy Commander,
We are guided by unconquerable right!
With flaming swords in hand,
This is the truth for which we fight!
Rising up to face the gauntlet of hell,
Yet we fear no death,
For we think upon our one true King,
And more firmly upon liberty than life!
We are true at all times,
In whatsoever things we are entrusted.
As disciples of truth and soberness,
We walk uprightly before Him.
We do not doubt,
God, will deliver us!
Our family, leaders and friends,
Have taught us to believe in Christ!
Bridge: (Said in a warrior’s voice)
With such miraculous strength,
And mighty power,
We did fall upon the enemy,
That we did frighten them exceedingly.
Oh what joy to be a warrior,
For not one soul shall be lost!
We will fight and win and never quit,
No matter what the cost!
Fate mastered me, captained my soul
And Ruby took her love to town.
I rage amid the noise and haste,
but I dont let it get me down.
My mind, it is not a kingdom.
My 'Hope’ plucked all its feathers out.
I could not hold fast to my dreams,
but my love, it knows no doubt.
Uplifting verse, it let me down.
The poets lines don't compare
as we face our last adventure
with the memories that we share
I am old and my body frail
And nothing works quite like it should
My joints hurt, my complexion pale
but in you I see only good.
I wish that I could leave this room
and walk hand in hand once again
and see you smile and laugh at me
and not just in a picture frame.
I love you now, I loved you then,
I will love you forever more.
My body fails but you I love,
as my soul exits through death's door.
His gold teeth glistened in the sun
As ‘Long Ben Avery’ turned
To face his captives, head lowered,
Their providence to learn
For Avery was a pirate bold
Trained in the Kings’ Navy
Who, disillusioned with his lot,
Captained a mutiny
He seized ‘The Fancy’, in Cadiz
An act both rare, and bold
Then set out on the briny sea
In search of ships with gold
He plundered every vessel met
With not one man set free
And soon, his name spread fear and dread
Across the seven seas
For two years, not a ship was safe
As treasure he amassed,
But his biggest booty taken
Would prove to be his last
He sailed down to the Mandab Strait
And other ships did meet
Who chose him as their Admiral,
To raid the India Fleet
The ‘Mogul’s’ flagships, tried to flee
Chased by the pirate fleet
But a brutal, two hour battle,
Ended with their defeat
The pirates tortured those they caught
Without a thought, or care
As they searched on board for treasure
For each, to glean their share
The ‘Mogul’, proffered swift revenge
Hunting the pirates down,
Swearing each villain, had to hang
For crimes against his crown
The pirates scattered, far and wide
To skirt captivity
But most were caught, and hung with rope
Strung from the nearest tree
But Avery, was never found
Or his share of the hoard
It’s rumoured that his crew killed him,
And threw him overboard
No matter what became of him
Or what, was ‘Long Ben’s’ fate
No man’s ever bettered his feat
In history, to date.