Ch.15 Poetry in Motion
Josephine awoke. She stretched and swung her legs over the bed.
Her feet hit something and Josephine gave a small scream and pulled her
legs back up onto the bed.
The thing sat up, "What! What!" it said.
"You!" Josephine said. "Would you mind Captain Sparrow telling me why you
are sleeping on my floor and purposely giving me a scare?" she asked
annoyed.
Sparrow looked at her. "First of, this isn't your floor, it's mine. Second,
I wasn't trying to give you a scare, and Third, After the stunt you pulled
last night I thought extra precautions were necessary!"
Sparrow stood up. "But, now that it is day light, extra precautions are not
necessary, as I have a whole crew up and available to watch you," he said.
"So I will leave you to get ready," he said pointing to her bags in the
corner, "And then come up on deck when you are finished."
Sparrow left and shut the door behind him.
Josephine got up and using the water she had taken during the 'stunt' to
wash up and clean herself off a bit. Then she went over to the trunks
Sparrow had taken from the hotel and selected an olive green dress that had
white, blousy long sleeves. She pulled her light brown hair back into a
French braid, but left some locks around her face to frame it. She then
slipped on a pair of sandals and then walked out of her room, up the
stairs, and onto the deck.
Sparrow greeted her as she got up on deck.
"Well, Lady Jaclyn, let me give you a tour of the ship," Sparrow said
taking her arm.
He showed her the bow and the stern, the crew's bunks, his cabin, which was
the one she was sleeping in, the shower areas, (which were hardly ever
used) the kitchen and eating area, the hardly ever used library, and the
storage area. Then he brought her back up on deck.
He guided her over to a weathered-faced, broad shouldered, sea-faring man.
"This," Sparrow said, "Is Lieutenant Holmes."
Holmes took Josephine's hand. "How do you do Miss?" he asked politely.
"Fine, thank you," she replied graciously.
"If you'd be awantin anything, and I'm not around, you can trust him to get
it for you," Sparrow said. "Now, Lady Jaclyn, you are free to roam as you
please, provided you do not get into the crew's way."
Sparrow turned and shouted to his crew, "Head for the Island!"
He walked off and Holmes followed him.
Josephine glanced around and then headed for the library. She looked
through the ship logs there, and started on a book called Self-Navigation.
Most Sea-faring men are not only adept in using the compass and the use of longitude and latitude, but also in the skill of Self- Navigation. This usually includes using the stars, the sun, some other solar body, or a familiar landmark to find their way to familiar or un- known places.
Josephine read through the beginning of the book until she was hungry and then left to go find a snack in the kitchen. There was no one there when she reached it. She grabbed two apples and glanced distastefully at the enormous collection of rum, beer, and wine. She had never cared for those. She looked around, spotted some bananas, grabbed one and then headed back to the library. She glanced at the book waiting for her on the table. She pushed it aside and pulled out one of the ship's logs.
We traveled to the Island of Earba, where we pillaged the town of Rueben. We killed all it inhabitants and took all their goods. Some among us even spared some women and took them as slaves, or for their own pleasure. We proceeded to the other village and took all their treasure as we have done before. We came away from that island as richer men.
July 1793
*** Josephine went to bed and fell asleep quickly after having eaten another couple apples. Sparrow came in after she was asleep and looked at her sleeping form. She shivered in her sleep. He reached out as if to touch her, but then with drew his hand, and satisfied himself with pulling the covers up farther over her sleeping form. "Sway o Sway o ocean softly. Rock my love to sleep; keep her safe and keep her silent, till the day has conquered the keep. Sway o Sway o ocean softly. In sleep and slumber dawning, you hold the greatest treasure of all. Keep her always, ever still, till the moon's pale light is waning." Sparrow spoke softly to a silent room. The poem was from a common folk tale, but having her here gave it extra meaning. But Josephine was quite awake. Sparrow lay down to sleep on the floor beside her bed. When Josephine heard his rhythmic breathing she sat up and turned to look at him. "Pillaging, looting and emptying. What makes this Pirate so weak? In war and in plunder he plunges ahead. But with others he is so meek? What make this Pirate tremble? What makes this pirate weak? What makes the ocean stormy? What makes the pirate seek? What makes the sky blue and grass green? What makes the thunderclouds roar? Just like these, this question is unanswerable. Why haven't these all been answered before?" Josephine sang softly. Then she turned and settled back down into her bed, and the rhythmic rocking of the waves soon lulled her to sleep. But Captain Sparrow was quite awake.
Most Sea-faring men are not only adept in using the compass and the use of longitude and latitude, but also in the skill of Self- Navigation. This usually includes using the stars, the sun, some other solar body, or a familiar landmark to find their way to familiar or un- known places.
Josephine read through the beginning of the book until she was hungry and then left to go find a snack in the kitchen. There was no one there when she reached it. She grabbed two apples and glanced distastefully at the enormous collection of rum, beer, and wine. She had never cared for those. She looked around, spotted some bananas, grabbed one and then headed back to the library. She glanced at the book waiting for her on the table. She pushed it aside and pulled out one of the ship's logs.
We traveled to the Island of Earba, where we pillaged the town of Rueben. We killed all it inhabitants and took all their goods. Some among us even spared some women and took them as slaves, or for their own pleasure. We proceeded to the other village and took all their treasure as we have done before. We came away from that island as richer men.
July 1793
*** Josephine went to bed and fell asleep quickly after having eaten another couple apples. Sparrow came in after she was asleep and looked at her sleeping form. She shivered in her sleep. He reached out as if to touch her, but then with drew his hand, and satisfied himself with pulling the covers up farther over her sleeping form. "Sway o Sway o ocean softly. Rock my love to sleep; keep her safe and keep her silent, till the day has conquered the keep. Sway o Sway o ocean softly. In sleep and slumber dawning, you hold the greatest treasure of all. Keep her always, ever still, till the moon's pale light is waning." Sparrow spoke softly to a silent room. The poem was from a common folk tale, but having her here gave it extra meaning. But Josephine was quite awake. Sparrow lay down to sleep on the floor beside her bed. When Josephine heard his rhythmic breathing she sat up and turned to look at him. "Pillaging, looting and emptying. What makes this Pirate so weak? In war and in plunder he plunges ahead. But with others he is so meek? What make this Pirate tremble? What makes this pirate weak? What makes the ocean stormy? What makes the pirate seek? What makes the sky blue and grass green? What makes the thunderclouds roar? Just like these, this question is unanswerable. Why haven't these all been answered before?" Josephine sang softly. Then she turned and settled back down into her bed, and the rhythmic rocking of the waves soon lulled her to sleep. But Captain Sparrow was quite awake.