Captain Cur

Gold Star - 5,178 Points (Born Late 1600's Date of Death Unknown / England)

Moment Of Their Psyches, Pirate Adventures (14) - Poem by Captain Cur

I opened the vortex, plunging into timeless depth,
unaware of my presence in the external world,
I smelled his stench and unlocked the stronghold to his lair
subjugated by the vicious panting of his breath.

A rift appeared; the beast emerged corneas plagued
by jaundiced eyes, gurgling intestinal waste,
huge grotesque limbs, its snarling upper lip torqued in rage
exposing blood drenched teeth in pock scarred pitted face.

Addressed in battle, clanging challenge of metal swords;
intuiting blows, portending each moment of their psyches,
evading stone mallets wielded by her fervent hordes,
the beast their butcher,
they screamed beneath his gutting strikes.

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, February 24, 2013

Poem Edited: Sunday, February 24, 2013

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