Painting by Odilon Redon
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It’s “Fore and aft!”
our journey has come to a close
it’s “Fore and aft!”
the yell from our bully mate’s throat
as we head for Treasure Island
with our capacity pearls’ load
in shiny silken pirates’ clothes
it’s “Fore and aft!”
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Waar mijn pen ligt, ben ik thuis 
Another pirate poem!
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A great pirate poem=) Love it!
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Wonderful pirate poem! I love the “fore and aft” call!
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Thank you! The twist is that ‘fore and aft’ is actually the general command given to get the ship ready to sail, whereas here she has just anchored.
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🙂
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I knew there was a place for those jewels…(K)
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Delightful, Peter! I see I commented on it a few years ago. 😊
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The scenery told in a few words
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I can hear them now and you make us “see” them, Peter, in their “shiny silken pirates’ clothes”!
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Lively ekphrastic poem, Peter.
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great pirate poem
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This sounds like a song. I can almost hear the shanty music! Thanks Peter.
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Love the call, “fore and aft”!
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