They've Been Fooled

The ocean and all of its mysterious wonders is a constant in my mind--nothing says peace and tranquility than the sounds of the ocean

I see the billowing of the canvas bleached white,

Flying in the salty wind

High above my sight.

I smell the burn of gunpowder

Muskets and sweat

Mixed with the sounds of waves getting louder and louder

My legs worked better out there

It's on land where I waver

Stumbling about as a newborn calf.

The ocean surrounded me, glistening and sparkling

Like the precious jewels i hid in my chest

That everyone appeared to be after

We worked long and hard

digging for hours

Decoy spots--they'll never find it

Alas, if only life were that perfect

No one likes a turn-coat

Especially if they're a deserter

I would have my life end with my ship

With my ocean, with my crew

The ocean was my home

But even as I stand here

Noose about my neck

I smile in jest--they've been fooled. 

For what more could I ask,

Then for the shimmering waves

the crisp blue skies, the salty air, the fresh breeze

As you see, my treasure was in plain sight

if only they had looked

To the left and to the right.

No one can take my memories

Not even now as I swing lifeless before them.

Little do they know, I am once again, 

sailing the seven seas til the end of time

Author's Note

I'm only amateur but please, anything constructive!

Reviews

[Adam Adams]

Very well - nicely put & captured in words. Your love for ocean is reflecting off the shamoor of your words. Even i agree: "-nothing says peace and tranquility than the sounds of the ocean " so true and legitimate. Only the beauty of ocean & the dust of sand can understand the virtue of these deepen words. Enjoyed reading your story fairy written undisguised with the conceptualization of poetry. Definitely, looking forward to ending my friend's request, and looking forward to reading your work, shortly. Cheers, Miss Waldo.