Seafaring Bones!

Seafaring Bones!

A Poem by andrew mitchell

Bones that have travelled
are bones that have been laid
where x marks the spot
the crows nest sees
skull and crossbones fly.

Where the walk of the plank
travels on your last leg,
a silver cutlass points the way,
or ye rattle the chains
on prison walls read
all the while
treasure rests on
dead man’s thoughts
wading in the cruel sea
beckoning those to
go down under.

© 2018 andrew mitchell


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love the metaphor here...we all walk our planks, we all see from a Crow's nest where the future lies for us.

nicely done.

Posted 6 Years Ago


andrew mitchell

6 Years Ago

thanks jacob for your kind words.

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andrew mitchell
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