Title: A Silly Whim
Author: Pompy (A Hard Hobbit to Break)
Rating: PG
Genre: Poetry/Angst
Characters: Jack Sparrow
Notes: This is my first "Pirates of the Caribbean" fic!!! ^o^ Yay for me!!! Well, I was really bored in history class today (as usual), and my hand magically grabbed my pen which magically floated to the paper which magically started to write this magical poem, and then later at home while magically listening to The Calling I magically finished it! Wow, lotta magic going on there...anyway, it's about Jack and his thoughts when he was stranded (the first time) on an island by Barbossa. Enjoy! ^_^
Warnings: Mention of liquor and possibly suicidal-ish, if ya kinda wanna look at it that way...maybe...O.o
Disclaimer: Ok, so I don't own Jack Sparrow...but...could I PLEASE own Johnny Depp?!? HE'S SO FREAKIN HOT, MAN!!! *melts* Umm...ignore that...
Summary: Take what you can, give nothing back. Drink up, me hearties. Yo ho.
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And when the day is finally done
- at last! the setting of the sun -
the waves crash upon the shore
to wash away my pain once more.
Alone again, the stars and I,
dying in the ember sky,
as does my soul whilst I await
the vision of my searing fate.
Liquor flows willingly in my veins
- and lo'! I no longer feel the strains -
my bleak sight grows black and dim,
and I chuckle at this silly whim
of releasing my will as a plan
to make myself a legitimate man.
Together again, the stars and I,
living in the endless sky.
Take what you can,
give nothing back.
Drink up, me hearties.
Yo ho.
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Hmmmmmm? Hmmmmmm?!? HMMMMMM?!? You likey? You no likey? TELL ME, PWEESE!!! ^______________^
Author: Pompy (A Hard Hobbit to Break)
Rating: PG
Genre: Poetry/Angst
Characters: Jack Sparrow
Notes: This is my first "Pirates of the Caribbean" fic!!! ^o^ Yay for me!!! Well, I was really bored in history class today (as usual), and my hand magically grabbed my pen which magically floated to the paper which magically started to write this magical poem, and then later at home while magically listening to The Calling I magically finished it! Wow, lotta magic going on there...anyway, it's about Jack and his thoughts when he was stranded (the first time) on an island by Barbossa. Enjoy! ^_^
Warnings: Mention of liquor and possibly suicidal-ish, if ya kinda wanna look at it that way...maybe...O.o
Disclaimer: Ok, so I don't own Jack Sparrow...but...could I PLEASE own Johnny Depp?!? HE'S SO FREAKIN HOT, MAN!!! *melts* Umm...ignore that...
Summary: Take what you can, give nothing back. Drink up, me hearties. Yo ho.
+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
And when the day is finally done
- at last! the setting of the sun -
the waves crash upon the shore
to wash away my pain once more.
Alone again, the stars and I,
dying in the ember sky,
as does my soul whilst I await
the vision of my searing fate.
Liquor flows willingly in my veins
- and lo'! I no longer feel the strains -
my bleak sight grows black and dim,
and I chuckle at this silly whim
of releasing my will as a plan
to make myself a legitimate man.
Together again, the stars and I,
living in the endless sky.
Take what you can,
give nothing back.
Drink up, me hearties.
Yo ho.
+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
Hmmmmmm? Hmmmmmm?!? HMMMMMM?!? You likey? You no likey? TELL ME, PWEESE!!! ^______________^