Saturday May 22nd, 2021

The exercise:

Write a four line poem about: the captain.

2 comments:

Greg said...

I hope Miles is doing better then, as it sounds like it's been a stressful couple of days really. Still, that's one of those stories you get to tell in a few years about the time Miles's mysterious illness turned out to be easy enough to cure... if you can only get your hands of the medicine needed!

The captain?
Hour pass, then days go by, like the men who fix this hulk.
I hide in mended places like a rat — and try not to sulk.
Is this my ship now? Do I captain it?
Or am I taken prisoner, like the Caliph of Al-Amrit?

Marc said...

Greg - he's good now, thanks for asking. But yeah, add it to the pile of 'this will funny later' stories.

This wasn't where I was expecting you to go with this prompt, but I like it! Days passed in hiding... that seems like it can't last. But you've surprised me too many times for me to go all the way down that road.