a/n: written for a prompt from the Black Pearl forum.

Is his next challenge a truly impossible one?

I own no aspect of Pirates of the Caribbean.

Set after the end of OST, contains references to all 4 movies. The point of view this is from should become clear at the end:-)


Propitious


Propitious conditions

Pertaining to pirates;

Felicitous, favourable

Fortunes of war.

Fortuitous features

For sea-faring felons;

Auspicious events

Which can alter the score.

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First, a fair wind

And upon the horizon,

A merchant ship, laden

With silver and gold.

A buccaneer crew

With a taste for adventure;

Good food in the galley

And rum in the hold.

Tropical beaches,

No cannibal islanders;

Fathomless, krakenless

Deep rolling seas.

Harbours containing

No mermaiden sirens,

And dogs who will always

Hand over the keys.

The seven seas free

From a debt to The Dutchman,

East India Company's

Maelstrom defeat.

Successful removal from

Davy Jones' locker;

An Aztec curse lifted,

Instructions complete.

Odious shipping lord

Meeting his maker,

Ex naval Commodore

Proving his worth,

Barnacled pirate

And blacksmith united,

Blackbeard removed

From the face of the Earth.

Governor's daughter

Released from her corsets,

Wily old sea-dog

With skeleton crew.

One-eyed philosopher,

Reading the bible,

Magical compass

Which always points true.

Goddess released

From long years of confinement,

Ancient, incalculable

Forces let loose.

Kohl-eyed and dreadlocked,

Sea-smitten adventurer;

One step ahead

Of the sword and the noose.

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He sits, sipping rum,

In an overlooked corner

And smiles at his fanciful

Thoughts of the past.

He rises unsteadily,

Winks at the barmaid,

And knows it is time

That he acted at last.

His crew, and his pearl

Of a ship, in a bottle;

Retrieval appears

An impossible dream,

But looking back now

At his many adventures,

Defeating impossible odds

Is the theme.

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So, out of the tavern,

And back to his lodgings;

He ponders precisely

What items he'll need.

He spots a fine trumpet

Displayed in a window,

And wiggles his fingers;

Propitious indeed!

~0~

End