The Savage Knave

The Savage Knave

Savage Knave

This home is where the anchor drops,

How petulance has fueled the top

Eventually a pirate’s flag


Shall raise with Skull and dagger swag

And jest of scars no pirate claims

Vandals who will loot and maim

And with Chaos will surely come

Galleys teemed with dogs and rum

Exhale the foam and salty brine


Know not of what will fill your stein

No more the days supporting rules

Ambitions lead to sacking jewels

Voyage now the world our slave

Exact revenge The Savage Knave

Paul Neglia
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Paul Neglia

Proud father of 3. Part time writer of poetry and short stories. I want to paint the world in but a few words.

4 thoughts on “The Savage Knave

  • May 2, 2017 at 7:33 PM

    A great feel and phrasing launch the piece into the readers mind with much skill. Great work as always Paul.

  • July 17, 2017 at 4:44 PM

    Short but well written, Paul. Who doesn’t love a rollicking tale about pirates.

  • July 18, 2017 at 9:56 PM

    That’s a life I could have lived. I love the swash buckling life of pirates on the high seas. Reckless abandon and full of adventure. Busty wild woman and knave. Rum drinking and being chased by the law. Yup I would have had fun. Nicely written Paul and very visual. Loved it.


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