A Pirate Poem by Abbie Johnson Taylor

Abbie J. Taylor 010Author Abbie Johnson Taylor

How I Could Be a Pirate Despite Limited Vision


Prone to motion sickness on the high seas,

during battle, I can vomit

in the general direction of the opposing ship.


Able to see numbers on corners of bills,

when treasure falls into our hands,

I can count how much there is,

keep records in Braille,


entertain others with guitar and voice,

play a last request for those walking the plank.

If our ship goes down like the Titanic,

I’ll sing “Nearer My God to Thee.”


The above poem was inspired by this prompt. Click this link to hear me read the poem.

Now it’s your turn. Write a poem or essay, telling a pirate ship captain how you could be an asset to his crew. When I first read the prompt, I considered writing my poem in the form of a resume but realized that pirate captains don’t follow normal hiring procedures. They don’t reject prospective employees in the usual way, either. If I applied for a job with a gang of pirates, using the above poem as a resume, I would be the one walking the plank.


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17 thoughts on “A Pirate Poem by Abbie Johnson Taylor

  1. Fun Abbie.

    How about this for a poem/job application

    When I see this job openin’ on the sea
    I knew right a way that it be the one for me
    For I can sing many an ol’ pirate tune
    or if ye be hungry, I can cook a loon
    I can parry with a sword in a fight
    and steer ye ship to the left or the right
    Gimme a chance, a great mate I’ll be
    I’ll sink the queen’s navy an’ make history


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    1. Captain, you shall find me
      Loyal and true.
      I can’t sing or play an instrument,
      But I can tell a joke or two.
      Alas, if this is not needed,
      Send me to the galley,
      Where all, by me are feeded.

      Fun, feeded used on purpose, other words would rhyme, but I thought feeded sounded more piratetry. Cher’ley


  2. Very clever, Abbie. I went to a pirate festival in Long Beach a couple years ago where they reenacted battles, both on the beach and out at sea with cannons and everything. Everyone dressed up in full pirate gear and there were a lot of parrots. I bet they’d hire you on the spot.

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  3. Ah, Abbie the Pirate. Back in the 17th and 18th centuries, pirates were sometimes under the authority of a government out to mess up another country’s merchant ships, sometimes in time of war, sometimes not. Kind of like guerilla warfare on the high seas.


  4. I would be walking the plank as well. I don’t think pirates would enjoy having me as part of their crew. I would want to divert them from their planned destination to get closer to dolphins. While they were looking for a place to bury their treasure I would be looking for critters.

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