I wanted to share the entries for my contest with you since all of them were amazing! I have listed them in the order I received them, with the person's name above their poem. Also, these have been copy-and-pasted directly from each email and are presented as I received them. You can see the winning entry here. I hope you enjoy reading these as much as I did! :)
Dead-eye Destiny Devereaux
Thoughts Preceding an Impossible Rescue
It is I, the hunted,
Setting foot on what docks
Laced with bronze screws and mildew
Have beckoned my name since I took to the skies.
What defeat is it
that I endure? Simply the thought of my sister-in-arms
Scratching the iron bars out of the madness engulfing her
Is enough to make me try.
Is this defeat at all?, I wonder,
kicking a gear aside and into the wind.
It is only a show that mustn't take intermission
for golden coins or bottles of Yum.
My defeat, at all
is the hilarity of getting away once more.
Brandon Kent
Across the silvery sea of stars we sail
through the coloured ribbons of ether
our cunning enemies to assail
In skiffs and galleons with armoured hull
the decorated flags and sails puff out
from the island mountain bearing a skull
While fight and steal we sometimes must
for that is the life of a pirate you see
we learn our best in whom to trust
for every sailor, their crew and me
Lucas Dodger
the pirate's life is awesome
the pirate's life is swag
no life is better
even if P101 sometimes lags
you can fight against baddies
with sword, gun or magic
defeat all your enemies
if not it will be tragic
oh! your not alone in battle
you got your very own crew
with companions like kan po
and some you did not knew
but do not think this life is easy
the armada is chasing you
those creepy robot things
also want your companions too
venture off to new worlds
like Aquila and Marleybone
look for the map pieces
so the location is known
the map pieces lead
to el dorado, what you seek
a land of solid gold
i just want to take a peek......of it
the pirate's life is great
so raise your bottles of yum
clank your drinks together
the pirate's life is fum........i mean fun
Sarcastic Dylan Pew
Me name is Sarcastic Dylan Pew
Me gold is left in only a few.
I must try to find some treasure and look for loot
And not get distracted by my "fantastic" fishing for boots.
Me treasure is not far from 'ere
I'll yell Arr' and all other pirates will flee in fear.
In the end, I'll always find me gold
And then the great treasure mystery shall unfold!
Clever Kestrel Bowman
Long since have my days been innocent.
For now I am something more,
then what I have been.
To fire a gun,
and swing a sword
at your enemies,
seems simple.
But it has aged me to see them fall,
to stir no more.
Long since have my days been simple.
Now I am
entangled,
in politics,
and bloody battles,
though both quite similar.
I cannot find a way to back out.
Long since have my days been easy,
now it seems
everyone
wants something
from me.
A trifle or something more.
Long since have I stopped caring.
Though I wonder if I should.
But it seems these days, I must have a hard heart.
To weather and bend,
the life of a pirate.
Because, long since have I been anything but.
Careful Cheyenne Inglewood
leaving skull island
as I stand, back facing
my old home town, feet
at the edge of the dock
waiting to be picked up and
woven into fullness, the sun
throws beams, prickling
at my back as I
travel along the Skyways.
The wind blows around me,
grappling like a dying person's
final touch.
Beyond borders,
ships circle like
homeless birds searching for
a place to go. Flying fishes
and Battacudas fly
free as air, and trees could be
disguised Armada
reaching higher than the
skull on the island
up to their earthly gods.
there are no regrets when
I cross the border, no enemy ships
and hazardous wildlife
when I look back at the
town. this side, the air is
peaceful like a sleeping child.
The home I left behind
lies quietly, like
a seaweed spirit, waiting.
Joseph
Hoist the anchor,
Man the wheel,
The dread pirate crew sets sail!
Batten the hatches,
Tight the ropes,
The dread pirate crew sets sail!
Whether to riches and bravery,
Or wanton mischief and revelry,
Loose the cannons,
Tap the kegs,
The dread pirate crew sets sail!
Ryan
Like a ghost on the wind
He comes from the sea,
And trembles the foe
Like a storm on the lee.
With swashbuckling swagger
And a Jolly Roger laugh,
He flies the black flag
On a whalebone staff.
He has a black-patched eye
And a ring in his ear,
And on his wind-burned face,
A crusty-grizzled beard.
Those are all the entries I received. I think they are all pretty awesome! Thanks again to everyone who entered, and thanks to all of you for reading! See you soon! :)
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