Captain Cur

Rookie - 423 Points (England)

Mighty Blue - Poem by Captain Cur

Terse winds were full, fought hard the sails
pure white as maiden gowns,
the ship and sea in courtships dance
no virgin pretense found.
Rivulets of tears salt the cheeks
when bride and bridesmaid sing
upon the pillowed sunlit waves
lie both the golden rings.

The wedding bell sounds loud and shrill,
sea urchins line the aisle;
shimmering guests surround our boat
whales laugh and dolphins smile.
Flying fish create an arch
our ship slow passing through,
we cheer and raise our glasses high
and toast the mighty blue.

Topic(s) of this poem: love


Comments about Mighty Blue by Captain Cur

  • Unwritten Soul Unwritten Soul (5/4/2014 9:47:00 AM)

    Beautiful..captain..many claps from your crew_Soul (Report) Reply

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  • Tarobinson1103@gmail.com Robinson Tarobinson1103@gmail.com Robinson (4/24/2014 5:47:00 PM)

    Ah, freedom flies when sails are full
    As oaken bow plows right on through
    We raise a toast full of cheer
    To the mighty maid the ocean blue. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, April 24, 2014



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