Away At Sea

Away At Sea

A Poem by Grand Mad Hatter of Nyaffyshire

A naval story of the Napoleonic Wars



Away at Sea
Away at sea from good old home,
Sailin’ for that rogue kingdom,
About the mast; the deck amid,
See-eth that pirate ship ahead,
Beat to quarters, captains woke,
Ready a broadside for their oak,
Give them Frogs a good beating,
Learn them hard of our gunning,
Upon the deck the captain stands,
Glass and naval sword at hand,
Commanding every man and boy,
This is the hour whence comes no joy,
Snipers among the mizzen mast,
The weather gauge holding fast,
It is time, the shout is heard,
Recoil goes as the powder’s burned,
The raiding party goes ahead,
Fifteen men already dead,
Alive I am but not my friends,
For they all died by the tens.

© 2009 Grand Mad Hatter of Nyaffyshire

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I thought this poem was excellent (but I was secretly jealous, I only came second) and as always, you weaved a sort of old time into the poem.

Posted 12 Years Ago

It's pretty good, it has a lot of potential
I enjoyed this poem it really got the right mood across
The only thing I would edit is the rhythm of the first stanza, the second line kind of throws off the beat of the poem
But overall, good job

Posted 12 Years Ago

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