Showing posts with label piracy. Show all posts
Showing posts with label piracy. Show all posts

Tuesday, March 31, 2015

The Nylon Gibbet

There's death riding over the waves,
so lets raise the jolly roger
avast

It's been so long since
we danced the hornpipe,
and made our victims walk the plank
lest they raft ashore,
on plastic bottles
 
All hands to deck,
trim the sail,
and raise the nylon gibbet,
for the tide waits for no man -
and our ship's a ghosting
against a hot wind,
amongst the empty waves,
while the innocent
hang


And a don't ye splice the mainbrace
until we've raised
the black flag
avast

A.J. Ponder

The idea for this poem is a mash up of a "dancing pirates" idea that refuses to work, and this truly horrible article The Ocean is Broken http://www.theherald.com.au/story/1848433/the-ocean-is-broken/--this/

It's a real worry that everybody wants and needs what the sea can provide, but it seems not everybody is prepared to look after it.

Miss Lionheart on Amazon

A.J. Ponder is the author of Wizard's Guide to Wellington and  Miss Lionheart and the Laboratory of Death.  


(Bundled into a super secret underground bunker Lilly must use her awesome genius skills - and her not so awesome social skills to survive long enough to create awesomely dangerous creatures and escape almost certain death...


 








Tuesday, July 17, 2012

Piracy


Somewhere out near the furthest reach
past the spinney of Alpha C
the treasures of earth are
beached
far from the weathered wrecks
tossed out of the briny sea

She dreamed of blues and golden hues
where black's the only colour there is
and turned her face to the sky
somewhere out there
was love -
above was only a lie

And the flag they flew was the
grinning man -
she watched it blow
in the absent breeze
as her voice carried over
the crime

And the world came tumbling down
my friend
and the knaves ran off with the pie
so nobody told you the truth
my love
as they aired you out to die

For treasure will only rust at sea
but never while sailing the sky
silence packed into an airless
hold,
shot,
and left to lie.

 A J Ponder


A little fun this week - kinda.  Space Pirates, the good and the bad I guess.  I'm hoping everyone is having a good and productive week -

 A.J. Ponder's work is available through Rona Gallery, Amazon, and good Wellington bookstores