For my Captain

(from a blue mermaid)

Quite a charming pirate he-
the finest swordsman on the sea,
the finest spinner of the finest dreams
of uncharted islands and Argentines.

I hope he won’t hang his sword up for good
above the mantle to be taken down
when telling tales to his nephews (the lads)
of great adventures in the wide sea around
and of the blue mermaid whose heart he captured
('tis true she gave it willingly).
"She's real," he'll regale, though they won't believe
-"It seems like a mythology"

I'll dream in my harbour of his return
while my rogue, for awhile, returns to land,
and I'll reminisce of hideaways-
of buoys and floating pods and sand.

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