Captain Cur

Rookie - 415 Points (England)

Demon Seas, Part 1 - Poem by Captain Cur

The vomit in my stomach
rises choking my neck.
My sails are in tatters.
My ship is a wreck.

The waves rise against me,
the winds squashing my flesh.
The weight of the water is pounding,
crushing my chest.

My knees give before me.
I stumble yet hold
onto the wheel of my vessel,
my hands calloused and cold.

I scream to my shipmates
but none hear my call.
A mast cracks above me
threatening to fall.

A foaming tongue of mighty length
comes hunting fore and aft
then broke the arm grips of a man
who was swallowed in it's path

and dragged down in a toothless mouth
with shale and stagnant breath
to the richness of her silty bed
where the crab mites feast on death.


Poet's Notes about The Poem

Translator notes: I named the following series of poems Demon Seas. Due to their length I am publishing them in parts. They speak of physical and psychological challenges faced by Captain Cur. They are an intense but interesting read.
Translated April 2012.

Comments about Demon Seas, Part 1 by Captain Cur

  • Rookie - 53 Points Amitava Mazumdar (10/19/2012 10:46:00 AM)

    a stormy milieu was created in a rough sea and the captain was struggling till end. great one, cur, you're always on the seas please write something about land which covers onefourth of the surface. pl. think about it (Report) Reply

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  • Silver Star - 4,191 Points Valerie Dohren (8/26/2012 5:33:00 AM)

    Scary stuff here Captain - shiver me timbers! ! Wonderful penning. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, August 25, 2012



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