Sailor crained his neck

Eyes seek fore mass

Recalling crow nest above

Creeking non visible

Command heard

Mass fore a stern

‘Dang watch the bucket me bucko!’

Heard, bells tolling

Davy Jones Locker

A skeleton hand is glimsed

Flap major sails crisp heard climbing

Pull me bucko’s

Raise the fore sail

Bells clang and sing out

How odd think I

Over of Dickens and Eadgar Rice Boroughs

Chills ripple up and down my spine

A clipper sail glides by

The Flying Dutchman

My favorite book of Grand pa Paul

Funny that!

Not every day my favorite

Eighteen century ghost ship coast aft

Iowa today like Jolly old London

Fog along Sherlock Holmes Thames

All fogged in


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Val's Whitewolf Media Anchor PodCast and I write here on WordPress. I read books and instill others how importand writing stories readers down. in readers their stories matter.I believe that everyone should tell their story and that every book is a learning tool that will help those of us who are writers become better at our craft.I'm learning plus becoming more confident as an empath its important to share and touch with my heart others harmed by others words.

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