Talk Like a Pirate Day (poem)

Shiver me timbers, how could it be?

Missed me day, ’twas out at sea…

Worry ye not fer I came just to blather,

Come over closer or not if ye’d rather…

Nary came back, twas a treacherous gale,

Broke down me mast and ripped through me sail…

Me crew and me thought we’d bested the harm,

When up from the depths came a beast with eight arms…

Grabbed hold o’me deck, took a sailor or two,

Then slipped back away, back into the blue…

Tis not just a yarn, I be tellin it true,

Ye be careful out there, or might be it gets you!

I hope no-one else missed that yesterday was Talk Like A Pirate Day! Anyway, I hope you liked this poem. I still can’t believe the day slipped by me. I had fun with it last year and again just now. Maybe I have an infatuation with yon pirate talk. (Looking forward to next year!)

Thanks to dimitrisvetsikas1969 for the ship image.

©2018 – James Sponseller –

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8 replies

  1. I totally forgot, a friend and I used to participate every year when we were at school. Fond memories. Thanks for the flashback. 😁

  2. I am glad you enjoyed it! Thank you for commenting!

  3. I missed it was not in the right head space.

  4. There’s always next year. Maybe we won’t miss it then. 🙂

  5. Thank you very much!

  6. Arr, they pirate talk be the best! And you not be missing out, matey. I be thinking pirate talking it deserves it more than one measly day.

  7. I agree, more than one day would be great! Glad you enjoyed it! Thank you!

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