Disclaimer: Of the people mentioned in this poem, none of them are mine. Much as I might like for the captain to be mine, he's not, and I'll return him to those who do own him in much the same shape I borrowed him in.
Author's Note: Please send reviews to my e-mail: captainisabellaraven@yahoo.com. Thanks!
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The Black Pearl
Hello, good Captain Jack
My brave and bonny Sparrow
What does catch your fancy
And takes you from my side?
My sweet and gentle love
Bold and brash, my pirate
What takes you from the swell
Steals you from the sea?
Where are you, my captain?
Why do you not return?
My deck stands empty and cold
Your cabin lies in a wreck.
The rum is drying in the hold
The sails sag and do not fill
My eyes weep salt tears
For my love far away
What is this they bring,
These sad and ragged folk?
Who are these to come to me
And bring not my captain back?
What is this, your dark eyes
Can they not see my beauty?
Your hands forever stilled
No longer to turn the wheel?
Ah, no! Tell me this isn't real!
My captain, my captain, no,
Tell me you will sail with me
Tell me I am your Pearl again
Who has done this to you,
Who has killed my captain?
Why have they taken him away?
Where did they take him from me?
Oh, my broken little Sparrow
My bold and bonny little bird
Never again to walk my decks
To sail the swell with me
Bring me a brand, a fiery grave
Take me down to the depths
I do not wish to sail again
Under another captain, never.
Bring me a storm, the sea's wrath
Let it take me down
Into its welcoming grasp
And let me see my captain again.