Captain Cur

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Captain Cur
Captain of the Malevolent.
Profession, Pirate.

I took an oath that binds me to the sea;
I left behind all claims, all history,
bundled with my fears I carry them no more
from not the throat but from the plexus roar.
The storm has raged and now a pensive lull;
I string my flag, the crossbones and the skull,
the sun has set the world ...
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Night again came, I sailed that Viking boat
To Byzantium, the prize I vainly sought.
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There is no escaping fate, this I always knew!
Does Poetry More Fulfill Your Mind
If in thy youth were made to find
poetry more fulfilled your mind
than machinations or the rest
consider your soul doubly blest.


Robert Murray Smith 25 February 2021
A gifted poet.
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Kumarmani Mahakul 30 September 2018
Along with this following acrostic poem on behalf of all poets, Poem Hunter Family and our Mahakul family a title of honour is offered to poet Captain Cur as, Coronal Glee, . From today on-wards he will be known as Coronal Glee Captain Cur. We hope all poets and visitors will accept this.
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Kumarmani Mahakul 21 September 2018
Captain Cur - Poem by Kumarmani Mahakul Capability of poetic art is very high, Astounding personality motivates others, Progress is his art in core of continuity, Thoughtfulness we witness within him, Apostrophizing lines he writes nice poems, Intelligent poet he is, he motivates many, Nobility of personality is reflected well. Continuing writing he never gets tired, Utility is art of social resources we learn, Reviving human values he smiles in joy.
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Wow! What an adventurer and poet you are..Wonderful poems..takes me away to faraway places..
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excellent poems. you are great in explaining your feels. i invite you to read my poem
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Terry Craddock 09 May 2014
Salute Drink To Uncompromising Sea Ah Captain Cur twas fair pirate spoken take my token now blood cut bespoken for I be off tonight to crew toast bold our salt testimony 'Uncompromising Sea' 'a rum fueled, beer kegged, wine barreled' drought of poetry Captain Cur bequeathed to thee to me upon shores of stars eternity in truth I be off to swill rum ravish wine drink beer to wash it down with feast dine dance sing crappling coupling eternity time Copyright © Captain Cur and Terence George Craddock. Inspired by the poem 'Uncompromising Sea' by Captain Cur. Quoted title and quoted line by Captain Cur.
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Terry Craddock 09 May 2014
Malevolent Storms Unknown Seas uncompromising sea awaits in whispered river waves for black stallion to voyage forth further into unknown seas seeking gold jewels destinies Copyright © Terence George Craddock
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Terry Craddock 05 May 2014
Rum Message In A Bottle Floating Sent Dead reckoning off an ancient sextant taking a fix on a bright likely star point, this be a current true tide accounting of how I do send messages to pirate Captain Cur; Ahyo at de wheel pirate Captain Cur how be ye old salty sea dog bones? be de wind brisk in de Malevolent sails cutting ocean run black stallion waves? thanks for ye barnacle writ lines matey poem cut on me fallen drunk John poem, let me know if ye sharp boon owed wish me to return penned tribute inked favour? but me poem would quill sand grit be written in rum for us both to savour, since last hearing rumour word from ye I has been off sailing salt seven seas, been stranded ship wrecked a bad broken time or two, tossed sudden violent about by turbulant stormy seas, weathered wind wave violent vicious exposed saline gales, survived to swim cast down tell me cursed wreck salty sad tales, been dark blood betrayed by deceitful cut throats, a few I let yardarm swing upon me course ropes, others I sharp sword point run off de plank, left drowning behind in rat judgement seas, after I bought them bound tied low to sentence judgement forced knees, so be de fate of us raw pirates bold, still so many salt stories to be told, fair ye well old salt Captain Cur may a fair wind be at ye steal back, a wide deep sea sail square ready to be wind caught roamed before ye, time for us sailing forth further adventures to treasure plunder, regards ye old salt sword mate Terenzio is off to reap steal fate Copyright © Terence George Craddock
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Shahzia Batool 06 May 2013
Fiction, fancy, folk-lore, fairy-tales, fantasies...and a complete play of Imagination is what your poems are all about; yet i believe that life is full of many uncertainties that it likens to a myth; while existing in the modern age, there is an anachronistic feel about your world you offer in poems, in the upcoming years, when people will read it, they won't place it in 21st century poetry, rather an ageless and timeless work beyond the fever and fret of this mundane life...such a work which does not carry a label of one age is beyond the bounds of time and tide of's for all ages, all times and all what is imagination if bound in the time-limit?
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Doug Bentley 18 April 2013
This is a true accounting of how 'I' came to write the poem 'Somersault, ' and of Captain Cur's hand in it. The poem is a footnote to his 'Imagination Proclamation.' I couldn't sleep one night, so I went for a walk. I live near the ocean, so I walked upon the shore. A half-moon held up the star-soaked sky. I gazed into infinity. 'Do you have the time? ' A voice, startled, I turned. I thought I was alone. A woman sat upon a log, half hidden by the forest, half lit by the moon. 'I never wear a watch, ' I answered, 'Who are you? ' 'Do you live here? ' she asked. 'Do you? ' I asked. She swept a finger at the sea. I turned to it. A fog bank, fast moving, approached. 'Who are you? ' I asked her again. A lightning flash! The lady stood up. I noticed she was wrapped in a body shawl covered with bird feathers. 'BOOM! ! ! ' A cannon blast shattered the silence, the night and my ears. She, now dancing sprightly, hands upraised in delight, fairly flew toward the deeps. As she passed me, our eyes locked. Hers fathomless glowed dark with mystery; mine terrified and, I swear - for an instant, I saw her eyes flash lightning, too. 'Stop! Come back! ' I shouted. I wanted to keep her. But something held me frozen. I couldn't move, or breathe. She was soon beneath the waves. The fog, now suddenly luminous, within, I saw the outline of an ancient sailing ship. On deck stood the figure of a tall man, hands on hips, legs outstretched. An authority in this otherworld, he leaned down and held out his hand. From the waters a hand reached up to it. The man, effortlessly, lifted up and locked the hand of the mysterious dark lady whom I had met. They embraced, lovers unto death - and beyond. The fog darkened, dispersed. The night sky was clear again, sea waveless. The ship had vanished. My mind reeling, in a panic I stumbled back home. I bolted all the doors. Lights out, I hid myself in a corner, still trembling. Then, it happened. An unfamiliar candle upon my desk ignited. Gathering my wits, I crawled to my desk. Upon it, a scroll of yellowed, brittle parchment with these words, written in blood. 'we are no old-fashioned heroes who fight a blind dragon or two then retire into the forest to warn off others in stories just of how dragons are slain. we have only litanies of loss to demons who never die, who can never be killed, (only out- witted, pacified, subdued) : each of us a library of disease. and who recognizes us, the crazy ones who live life as if it's some sort of perfect dive- a tumbling off the high board into free fall, quick somersault, waveless arching exit through surface? Welcome Aboard, C.C.' And this is a true accounting of how I first met Captain Cur.
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Diane Hine 05 March 2013
In this fine selection of poetry, you'll find bracing adventure, wicked humour, genuine horror, romance, sci-fi escapades, acute observations and probing explorations of human nature. Best read Captain Cur for youself and be amazed.
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Unwritten Soul 08 September 2012
He maybe a pirate, maybe far from people in the middle of the seven seas...but i always has trust in him, he really funny with only his single eyed open, parrot even not dare to speak loud to respect his wise, through the sea adventure i am sure this is a long horizon that he gained lot of experiences in writing sharing his days and night. Talents in his shiny crescent metal hook never fade his talent, because he is not an ordinary pirate, He raised his life with confidence, with sharp eyes and the most gentle pirate among others pirate over the seven seas. I will never have a doubt to sail with him and Lady Muse as i know he will lead me to a nice least in his poetry that he send me in bottles, i picked up everyday to read and see what he see..keep writing poem, your loyal crew_Unwritten Soul
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Ellias Anderson Jr. 08 September 2012
The captain of the mad seas and the captain of wise minds. the man who will fight through the blue seas to find the truth. A wise mind.
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Steve Broown 07 September 2012
3 hour tour, the weather started getting rough the tiny ship was rocked, if not for the courageous of captain cur the minnow would be lost!
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The Reader 28 August 2012
The sea is a mystery …Life is a mystery too.there have been many poets & writers in the record of literature who explored life through the symbol of the sea …Captain Cur is a modern voice with all the timeless & ageless incomprehensibility as shown in the profile facts & figures …his style of exploring the life is like the sea itself: deep, enigmatic, perilous & unpredictable …but highly imaginative …all the best for his heated imagination, fertile mind & prolific creativity.
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