Spanish Gold

Jack Dore's in the Crow’s Nest
Spyglass ready at his side
Weather eye on the horizon
He scans the Caribbean Main

The Sun burns – waking past pain 
Wheals scorched by Cat ‘o’ Nine
Across his back – a Reminder
To be careful - To be watchful 

He looks for sails –Spanish sails
For Galleons hold treasure
Gold to be had - Glory for all
If the prey can be found 

And found it must be
For Drake commands – Expects!
Woe betide the sailor who’s not
Fleet afoot in the quest 

There is honour to be earned
Profit for Elizabeth, our Queen
A Share for Captain Drake
Even for those who serve beneath

So Jack watches – his pain makes for honest
The Doubloons in his minds-eye
He needs to make his mark
To find the foe

For the crew are ready - eager
Eager to fight - To plunder
Plunder Spanish holds
To pirate their gold


  1. You capture the thirst for success and the intrigue of piracy and exploration so well in this very different poem. Very creative, and well done, Martin!

    1. Thanks Debra 🙂 It was written for an artistic challenge, #thepiratemaychallenge, that a friend is running on Twitter – I can’t draw very well so I thought I’d write instead 😉

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