On the beach today,
I spied this ship of unknown origin,
Could she be that of a pirate ship?
Or a three master from modern times?
I prefer to think she was a pirate ship,
Sailing within sight of land, she did,
For no more than a few minutes,
Out of a fog bank she came,
No I am not lying, not being lame…
She definitely had three masts,
And running very little sail, I think,
She was so far away; even my telephoto was to its brink,
She stayed for such a short time, like trying to find out where she was,
Wish I had my binoculars, I will in the future, always on my mind…
Did I actually see that pirate flag on her center mast?
Or was it the light and the distance playing tricks on me,
Either way, I know this may be the absolutely last,
That I get to see of her, as she sailed over the horizon,
Out of my view, going to plunder some other ship, much more new…
© ed – 4/6/04