Dear Pirate

Dear Pirate
By Quizmo LaGrande

Dear Pirate, who knows only sea,
Brave heart betrothed to ocean free,
Treasure, blithe and distant land;
How could I trust your love to stand?

In bleak of fog, with slackened sail,
A ship full loaded, waiting pale
For trade wind swift, to fill the sheet;
A hearty gale to end grey sleep.

From lighthouse keep, through harbor mist
I spy, ghost ship deemed ready list.
Atop foremast, keen lad there be
Apprentice pirate, bound for sea.

O memories of life and youth,
When buccaneers took you, and truth
Be known, your heart found venture bold
As women’s tears fed oceans gold.

Though pine and mourn, cry and beg
Harsh life you choose of swash instead
Of love claimed tender once for me,
Far less excite than sailor’s spree.

Now from high in beacon’s hold
Through haze, a desperate lass behold,
Bowed on shore, hands in plight
To hide fate’s tears, a losing fight.

As once did I, too long ago,
Plead your passion remain, although
I felt your heart wane and wave
Though treasure in my soul enslave.

As once did I, bid sail away
The lad I’d hope be mine today,
Yet time and age, though rivals be
Could pirate not, lost love from me.


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