Pirates Poems - Poems about Pirates

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 they are within Davy Jones grip, Bustling panic to throw weight over the side, Anything and everything to save their hide, Dark swells...

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Eons ago pirate ship sailed oceans wild Old Jolly Rodger flew proudly in the wind It met its demise when crew were beguiled On merciless rocks it was pinned. These days just a pile of rotting timber Lead treasure chest is who knows where Crew long dead are spirits that whisper When they died did they utter a prayer? White bleached bone...

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Pirates lifelong dream stealing booty from others on the roaring sea...

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The captain called all hands on deck He said come on lads what the heck Whatever you do when you have to poo don’t leave the loo in such a wreck ...

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red morrel mushrooms that always overgrew they annoy me sometimes, how about you? hey! who invited Captain M’s pirate crew? They are rude and always spit in the awful beef stew They all pretend they cannot find the loo I smell them as they come in, they smell like mildew they are reeking up my living room through and through can’t you...

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Yo ho dough and a bottle of rum and stale crumpets for you and me Arrggh matey, you have been shanghaied and we’re heading to sea if you squawk or protest, Cap’n will flail you or make you walk the plank. We’ll not come home ‘til bounty and booty we find, this I’ll bank. Yo ho dough, there is...

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Their ships must ride a rolling sky, masts too high to sail into view. They appear, board the land, they buccaneer. The clamoring mob fall upon a scuttling prey pluck the weakest into hungry holds. An eye-aye cocked and ready, they raid and maraud as only treasure seekers can. The gulls are here and for a while sea and land broil. the air erupting with mutinous calls....

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A pirates life is the one for me,both of us sailing on the seven seas,finding treasure,stealing gold,story’s of our life at sea to be told..skull and crossbones scarves on our heads,searching for treasure along the sea bed,I wouldn’t want it any other way,a pirate forever I will always stay...

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Pirates Remember In the days of old, the ships were bold, and went anywhere they pleased. They were men, hard men, real men... released from the burdens of mud on their shoes, traded in favor of swimming with the sirens barefoot, at the very real risk of losing their souls. Treasures of cold... gold, in the far south...

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Tropical breezes waft across a sea of empyrean bliss as a lost ship, the The Golden Dragon, cast it’s indigo shadow upon turquoise waters. Parrots preening one another, were the welcoming party for weary travelers. whispering leaves on trees twisted with the winds of ages, graced the morning light upon the shore. Down Anchor and a shoreward visit to this seraphic isle, gave...

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Drowned by the environment pirate humans are dragged towards rocks created by own plundering 17 syllables checked with howmanysyllables.com 22 May 2022...

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A pirate had a parrot cos the pirate couldn’t speak You couldn't trust a word that came out of the parrot’s beak He said he knew where there was gold and had a map to read We found it and we dug it up but all we found was seed The pirate started pointing but he couldn’t make a...

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Canonball by Pearcemelville Canonball tearing throughtimbertthick planks Canonball rips thrufleshthroughout theotherside a hole;: canonfire CANONBALL! Fszzt fzt Water wave Cutlass STrikes Daggers dag Flintlock singles out assassination Pirate swing from boomrope Young Naval Guards stand firm BooM!! Canonfire BooM! Pirate ship Due Archipelago Naval...

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I’ll speak of me past of stories once told. Of men that rode waves out in the cold. Tales of the strong, the courageous, the bold. Most of them died young, a few were quite old. The things that they done sent chills up my spine. They’d eat mush and swill and drink rum and wine. When they were happy, they...

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Let’s be pirates Sammy suggested to her Halloween-loving dad. He immediately pictured her dressed as a whipping boy lad. She came downstairs looking like a sexy pirate queen wench. Father stormed out to tinker in his garage, using his workman’s bench. What is wrong? The girl asked her more than a tiny bit amused mother. If you do not...

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