A poem for Jas (and all the other pirates I know):

Jul 21, 2006 12:26

The Cutlassfish
Kashiwagi Jotei

Battle cries dwindle, sun in the sky serene,
billowy seas stilled, the great peace has begun.
A million broken swords subside into the sand,
and in one night the east wind transforms them into fishes.

poetry, hook

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goodform July 21 2006, 20:32:29 UTC
*he tilts his head. People rarely give him gifts like poetry. It's a shame, because he likes it* Very generous, Ali.

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vicioussweetie July 21 2006, 20:35:50 UTC
She smiles. "I'm glad you like it. I knew I had to share it with you when I read it."

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goodform July 21 2006, 20:37:36 UTC
You seem to have a great deal of time for finding beautiful things. I must admit I envy you that.

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vicioussweetie July 21 2006, 20:39:34 UTC
"Do you find yourself with so little time for books and libraries? That's a pity. I've always made a habit of making time for these things." And now, the great and momentous question: is he going to make her get up to hug him, or is he going to sit with her first? Oh the suspense!

((I'm in a very silly mood today.))

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