Long First mate Poems

Moby Dick, a novel by Herman Melville, published in London in October 1851 as The Whale and a month later in New York City as Moby-Dick; or, The Whale. It is dedicated to Nathaniel Hawthorne....

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Aye, aye! Said the Captain, who spoke on his date, 
He spoke on his date to his very first mate, 
His very first mate, the lady Miss Tate, 
The very first lady to say he...

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Aye, aye! Said the Captain, who spoke on his date, 
He spoke on his date to his very first mate, 
His very first mate, the lady Miss Tate, 
The very first lady to say he...

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Continued from The Eye of the Sea part 1


The first mate, dour and sparse of words
Claimed few things were his pleasure
And too much beer had brought him here,
That and the rumoured treasure.

The cook was thin,...

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Aye aye, said the captain, who spoke to his mate,
The very same mate, who choked on his plate,
A young pirate laddie, with one common trait,
A rabid distaste for the food which he ate.

Oh how can...

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We have exchanged few words today for I know you have the need to problem solve, fire watch deep in your mental cave. 
 
I shut my eyes,  to take in the atmosphere, there...

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The Moby Dick Reunion 


One hundred fifty nine years have passed
Since Melville published his novel.
Seven hundred twenty pages in length
Some say it was much too nautical. 

All of the characters have gathered.
They’re going to have...

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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...

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My distracting theatrics verses are preempted versions of impending calamity, one by air, and, one by sea. 

The point of levity is to advance the common element of surprise--the unexpected of the "clueless," whereto, I'll...

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For merely a hunch or a hint of a kiss
I nearly was lunch for a hit on a miss
She shimmied for me in a short pirate skirt
No army of men was a match for this...

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My name is Columbus and this part is true
I sailed with pirates and did what they do
I took from the snooty and gave to myself
But only the booty they save on a shelf

I kissed a...

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Peg-Leg Pete the Pirate was a very evil man,
He used to eat his dinner from a filthy frying pan,
And when he’s finished eating he’d play “catch me if you can”
With his desperado first-mate known as...

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I Think OF YOU

Ticking grand-father and grand-mother clocks
Are we facing each other in gilded frames of the
Timeless, ticking with ages movements slowly down,
Yet resetting each other with the golden keys of
Loves unyielding devotion.
Swinging pendulums swaying...

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Black is the oceans of the heavens, gleaming with the coral reef of
Stars, serenity amongst the voids abyss, it is fathomless, a
Universal sea eternal, beauty set upon the heights divides.
A rushing torrent of vastness ever...

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Hoisted high Black flags sail,
Camouflaged by a misty veil, 
A bow braced with forward guns,
Upon a ship no-one outruns,
This sight was seen through a scope,
A view of horror crushing all hope,
Terror races through the ship,
For...

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“Abandon ship and from her flee
Better her than all be lost to sea.”
“First Mate, be rendered silent,” is the captain’s plea
“Dear crew, I beg, depart not, stay along with me.”

But Admiral calls from ships numbered...

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Heathens, scamps and thieves were lying in wait around the cove
Could not see them in gray dusk, but Captain Tawny Right felt them
Being an empath, as well as an Irish pirate queen, she was clairaudient.
She...

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Out apon the sea.
Its hard to catch some relife.
Or find some time to set willy free.

It's a priates life no need to back your 
bags.
Just grab a pint.
When in port avoid the sea hags.

Swab the...

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Cupid's golden bow and arrow in hand 

 
always hits the target to the tightest degree

 
shedding his green skin like the chameleon he is 

 
the frog began drowning non-stop smiling as

 
he fell...

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A true story:

Boarded our boat, four of us — one was Gilligan. Map in hand, did we understand?  Enough to sail to the jewelry store! Ahh...a ceramic necklace and matching earrings ~ black and...

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~~Does my twenty five thousands worthless paper bills,
 ~~~express twenty five thousand ways of charity,
 ~~~~doth my eye have evil’s way of lustful thrills,
 ~~~~~or an evil way that makes for  vulgarity…

~~~~~My gift of...

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Continued from The Eye of the Sea part 5


There washed ashore the Devil’s Whore,
Who had three times been paid,
Preserved through Sin and worshippin’
Beelzebub and the grave.

With many a cheer he’d drunk all our beer,
He’d finished...

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you got a brain in there you're reading this
when's the last time you found yourself using it
 to continue assembling the puzzle pieces
in the proximity of an existential grievance
minus the usual cheap suit wonderment
in agitated...

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From the depths of the sea like depths of the soul comes tsunami wave
On the restless sea billows of many meters rave
Enough to put average ship in an underwater grave
Even in modern ship wind its...

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To Hellie's credit, she had rightly judged...
for, all told- the young man was quite shady
so from her guard-post she would not be budged
for she was most loyal to her lady

And when he cooed and whined...

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