The Inkwell
#WDYS
In response to the What do you see? prompt
Its like the words flew off the page
as they drew a picture
of a pirate and his crew
searching a far off island
on the search for buried treasure
and as i tell the tale
two little heads, play peek a boo
under the bedroom quilt….
Time for Bed?
Aye Aye Captain…..
#Writephoto #Pirate #treasure
They say Barnacle Bob
was a buccaneering pirate
bigger than Blackbeard
He kept quiet where he kept his plunder
of diamonds , silver and gold
they say, to the grim reaper its been sold
His body buried in a simple hole
the treasure hunters surveyed it whole
to locate this precious valuable goal
But while they dig – to their dismay
rocks and clay are all that bill gives way
for the gravestone says – treasures miles away
#writephoto #silver
Should any foolhardy person want to go treasure hunting
it’s not the treasure horde of a
long lost pirate down in that water
view you see is merely Ra peering at himself in a mirror
even if you went down into the depths
reflections would evaporate….and you would only be saying Hi to fish.
#promptuarium
sat by the sea shore
left by some peg legged pirate
locked treasure awaits
uncovered booty
hidden away for decades
awaiting release
precious gold and jewels
lie sleeping in the casket
waiting for a key
By the line of palm trees
Under the golden sands of an island paradise
Riches beyond compare lie hidden
You might never find them – they’ve been hidden away!
Taken from merchant ships, by
Rascals of the seven seas
Every pirate worth their salty sea legs
Admires the prize of jewels, silver and gold doubloons
Some keep their precious horde hidden
Under tropical sands , deserted shores – only
Revealed many moons later by a younger
Explorer, following the pirates charts and maps
The Inkwell