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Post by Jack Sparrow on Aug 1, 2003 17:46:07 GMT -5
"Caribbean Wind" by:Jack Sparrow
Take my heart from me... Toss it into the Sea....
From my first breath.... My love has lied in the watery depths....
Sparkling and clear as glass..... I hope to find love so pure one day.....
In the eyes of another.... With a heart beat like the tides of the seas.....
The salty balmly air... Filling my lungs...
The spicy scent of all I hold dear... More precious then gold....
Running in my blood... Keeping me alive...
Keep my body... But my soul is drifting.....
I’ll always be, forever..... Sailing the high Seas...... TEXT
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Post by Captain Morgan Barbossa on Aug 6, 2003 2:48:01 GMT -5
Wow....Jack that was....great! *wipes a tear from his eye* Look what ye gone and done! Ye made Barbossa cry, damn you! (Great job though, seriously! Go JACK!! )
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Post by Jack Sparrow on Aug 6, 2003 12:30:29 GMT -5
Why thanks Barbossa.....I'm honored.....I won't shoot your monkey now! <Barbossa edit: MOOOONNNKKKKEEEYYY!!!!>
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Post by Will Turner on Aug 7, 2003 0:05:42 GMT -5
Thats such a nice poem! I like it alot...i suck at poetry! *points and laughs as Barbossa cries* Sorry Barbie but im still gonna have to take a go at your monkey! <Barbossa edit: *poke poke* EUNUCH!>
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Post by Victoria Brighton on Aug 7, 2003 2:30:23 GMT -5
*ish suprised she didn't read the piece earlier* Jack, its wonderful! I wuv it! It draws out a sorrowful feeling, yet puts a warming in one's heart.
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Post by Saber & Kat Tompson on Aug 8, 2003 4:53:29 GMT -5
Captain.....I dont know what ta say....'cept maybe...wow. Dont know why I didnt read this before....darn me. Anyway great poem, I used to write poetry but never was good at it. Keep up the great work!
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Post by Jack Sparrow on Aug 9, 2003 12:14:02 GMT -5
Thanks very much mates.
I'm honored you all seem to enjoy this last poem so very much. LOL. I'm not sure if I'll post many more pirate themed poems.....but I promise to get at least a couple more out before long, savvy?
Anyway....thanks for reading!
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Post by Captain Morgan Barbossa on Aug 9, 2003 19:16:44 GMT -5
;D Go Jack, Go Jack! ;D
Can't wait ta hear more, matey! Oh, I've got a present fer ya....well, I WILL 'ave a present fer ya. I'll letcha know when it be ready, savvy?
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Post by Jack Sparrow on Aug 10, 2003 1:38:59 GMT -5
:shoots Barbossa's clavicus and blinks:
A Present for me?! Aww Barbossa you old undead critter! You shouldn't have!
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Post by Jack Sparrow on Aug 13, 2003 13:56:39 GMT -5
To the Sea Is there a more beautiful song then that of the Sea? Alas the cries of the gulls, and the whisper of the foam touching my feet. Salty spray on my face, as I stand on the rocks. The icy caress of the ocean?s fingers as I walk on the white sand. Is a more beautiful sight then the sunset viewed from a beach shore? Nature?s golden brushes dancing across the sky. Splashes of red, saffron, violet and orange in harmony together. Apollo sink below the horizon to rest and gives his court over for the hours. Then out comes Diana, and her host of white jewel bright stars. And still the song of the sea plays on, in the water, on the sand in the sky In my heart...... Alas the crying of the gulls!!! For there cry never leaves my heart. and i would be content forever to be bathed in that soft whisper. That endless musical whisper, of the Sea?s lullaby. So much like a mother?s soothing voice after a dark nightmare. Alas the crying of the gulls! for I must return to the land, and cannot dwell in the Sea.
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Post by Jack Sparrow on Aug 13, 2003 13:57:06 GMT -5
"The Sea" Alas the crying of the gulls the song of endless summer Forever, borken, my body will be, upon a rocky shore Let the splintered light fill the prisms of my eyes. To let my blood flow ino the salty water. My viens will course with living foam and the heartbeat of the living oceans. The temple of my heart will shatter, columns ruined, alters crumble, as the Sea claims my Soul. The Symphony that once played in my ear, in my lungs will be replaced, torn into as countless number of tears. Let the lulling of the Waters take me, and toss me as it pleases. to be kissed by the salty, sunny wind, it?s golden and green eyes dancing in my mind. torn from peace that once lived in my body....to banish my home. Alas the crying of the Gulls...for now I am a child of the Sea....
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Post by Jack Sparrow on Aug 13, 2003 13:58:17 GMT -5
"Wind Swept" When the moons sliver light wanes......behind ghostly veils of grey vapor.... I become like a lost child abducted by the wind, lost in this place we call our world.... I cannot resist the sensation....and the wind carries me..over endless seas....starlight dancing in my head... Through swirling turbulence diffused,an too awestruck to take a breath..... Lost in a exhalation. I find the child in me through the trust.....that the skies are eternal and never changing... A eternal cradle for my soul to live in, for my eyes to always see forever in..... I cannot resist the sensation....and the wind carries me..over endless seas....starlight dancing in my head...
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Post by Jack Sparrow on Aug 13, 2003 14:01:35 GMT -5
Those last three are reposts from the plaza. LOL. But anyway.....I might do a few reposts in this place...just to get it started. Then make a few originals for the hell of it, savvy?
Anyway...those are the few related to the ocean that I've done before......so hope you all like them......have fun and later!
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Post by Jack Sparrow on Aug 13, 2003 20:45:29 GMT -5
"The Red Rose" You asked of me a simple thing. You wanted me in your keep. I gave myself over willingly. A wide eyed slave to your every need. Then one day you asked for me to find you a rose for you. In the middle of our own Winter, you demanded of me a Red Rose to give to you. Gladly I ran into the snow and sleet, seeking to find a rose to place in your hair. To my dismay I found only a white rose bush, nearly dying in the cold. "Please Rose bush, give to me a rose as scarlet as my lover?s lips, so I might make her smile!" I begged. The white roses turned their faces to me and said; "Glady we would give you a flower so red, but we are frozen, the winter as stolen the blush from our petals." So I wept, but the roses; said "There is yet a way to gain your rose, but at a dear price." "Anything!" Please only tell me what I need to do!" I cried, delighted that there might yet be a hope. "Take a dagger and plunge it into your heart. Your blood will fall at our roots and bring life to our soft petals again. We will be of the brightest red you have ever beheld. Your lover will be forever amazed!" "Such a high price!" I exclaimed. "But it will be as you say!" In saying so I took a silver knife, and took a breath. "For love!" I cried and pierced my heart. Sinking at the roots of the bush I watched as into the frigid night the petals of the roses flushed crimson with my blood. When in morning I awoke pale and cold as the petals had once been, my eyes beheld the most beautiful of scarlet roses in this world. In taking one I crawled back to the home of my lover and opened her door. In the arms of another she lay, a sweet smile of her bitter lips. Jewels of sparkling red and white lay in her hair. "What have I done?!" I cried to her. And she looked at me as if I were a stranger. "What is this you offer me?" She demanded. "A sickly flower? Why would I want this when jewels last longer and are far more lovely to wear?" In saying so she snatched the rose away and tossed it from the window into the muddy street. In that moment, as I wept vainly and turned away, I felt that rose wilt away in the morning sunlight. With it went my heart and love...... In that day, in those scattered and dry scarlet petals... I took my last breath and died....
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Post by Captain Morgan Barbossa on Aug 13, 2003 21:40:46 GMT -5
Aww, Jack, me boy.... That was beautiful. And yet... remember what I said earlier. Don't give up hope matey. You're a wonderful guy, you really are. You deserve someone just as great as you
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