Defying the April Poet Pirate

Defying the April Poet Pirate

“Yer supposed to write a poem every day, arrr!” says the April Poet Pirate,
horny at exactly the wrong time, his plank outstretched and ready.
They all watch–the skeletons in shackles, the deck-boy missing an eye,
raggedy men gathered around a gallon of rum, the decent kind
he keeps secreted away for when the crew has been especially on fleek.

“Yer not allowed to use that there word unless it be about eyebrows,”
he growls and slips his parrot an Oxy-infused cracker, strong enough
to knock his wings the fuck back and make him bob his head up and down
to a Marley song, the only one he knows how to repeat, no woman, no cry,
while women on every piss-poor island from here to Barbados cry plenty.

“I hate the water, and ships, and this whole scene,” I say to him
as I I lower one of the rickety life-boats and hop in, stuffing my pockets full
of paper and quills and inkwells before I jump, grinning like a slapped fool.
“You’ll be dead before morning,” declares the April Poet Pirate.
“Maybe,” I say, beginning to row, putting my worn back into it.

One thought on “Defying the April Poet Pirate

  1. Funny – love the descriptions! Well today you have written a poem – have you written one every day though? I have been writing every day as part of my new blog post “30 Days to Meet Mr Right” which I’m publishing on Saturday. I thought if I was writing it all down, obviously in a comic way, it would immunize me from heartbreak when I inevitably got dumped and rejected by various men online. And it’s worked! The humour has been like a Kevlar vest deflecting the slings and arrows of outrageous fortune and the even more disturbing phenomenon that I haven’t fancied anyone. Living in a 90% white country I hope I haven’t hit dating apocalypse and stopped fancying white men…

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