poetry by j matthew waters

I’m your Captain

Everyone notices the stars
when they’re drunk from excess work
and cheap rum

At midnight the lights
disappeared and the parrots
were barely audible

Under cover wicked winds
slowly rushed in
made worse by the waxing gibbous
stretching and reaching and
slapping the crew back to life

Come high noon the ship idled choppingly
off-course but no longer taking in water

Angry and hungry a few well-chosen men
hunt down the black cat
spooked and in hiding with her Captain
feeling sick and anything but mighty

june two thousand fifteen
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4 thoughts on “I’m your Captain

  1. A slightly different ending from the Emerson Lake and Palmer “Pirates”. More satisfying, in some ways. Just desserts and all that. Except for the cat 🙂

  2. Fabulous! I just love “under cover wicked winds
    slowly rushed in”

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