The Hail

Pirates, Sailing Ship, Frigate, Ship

Robert Hilyard was far from the most likely pirate.  He was the captain of the schooner Lilly Margaret and costal trade had been hard of late.  It was owing to this that he decided to try his hand at being a Buccaneer.

He consulted his men, and they too were up for the enterprise, and with the two small defensive cannon on board they decided that they needed to up their firepower.  After hard work on small jobs afloat and ashore, they managed to scrape together sufficient funds for a ten-pounder to augment the ship’s two six-pounders.

When all was ready the Lilly Margaret sailed from Philadelphia in search of prey.  She sited a cargo vessel off of Cape Hatteras and set out in pursuit.  As she was drawing near, a massive fog bank swallowed the two ships, but the relentless Hilyard carried onwards.  At first he could see its running lights, but soon after he lost track of his quarry.

As the sun rose higher, the fog began to break up and the Lilly Margaret caught glimpse of a vessel ahead of her to starboard.  The crew rolled out the guns and prepared to call for the ship to prepare to be boarded.  

Hilyard grabbed his long-hailer and announced his presence.  “Ahoy, vessel – this is the Black Lilly.”

Before he could continue his demand a voice came from the fog, “Ahoy vessel this is the US Frigate Essex.”

Hilyard gulped and quickly responded, “Hallo Essex, can you tell us how far it is to Charleston?”


FOWC with Fandango — Hail


Boat, Baïkal, Lake, Water, Landscape, Siberia, Pier

Charles always was a bit of an odd character.  He was a hard worker though, and because of that the captain overlooked most of his eccentricities.

His tendency to speak with the stressed Rs of a Hollywood pirate got on the nerves of some of his shipmates though.  What really did their heads in though was his “practices.” 

And exactly what did he practice?  Well things like climbing the mast.  Yes, the 3 metre mast with no rigging.  Worst of all, however, was his “mutiny drill,” where he would spend hours “walking the plank.”  

I guess it takes all sorts.



Black Deceit

Pirate Flag, Black, Skull, Piracy, Skeleton, Emblem

“Uncle. Do you know that Dutch merchantman we passed this morning?  It has turned and is following us,” young Ben Taylor reported.  “It has taken down its flag and put up an odd black one instead.”

“Uncle Will” immediately ordered that the East India Company colours be lowered from his own gaff, and that the White Ensign be hoisted.

“Clear the decks,” he shouted, and the men of HMS Greyhound pulled canvas off of their “cargo” revealing the ship’s 18 guns.  The ruse had worked again and yet another pirate was going to feel Commander “Uncle Will” Monroe’s Greyhound’s bite.




Tale Weaver – #291 – Flag

FOWC with Fandango — Odd



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Blue-grey expanse tipped with white

Risings and fallings

Patterned in unpatterned array

Is that not the wave before me

That I set my gaze upon yesterday?

Not so unique as one might suppose

A companion lingering –

Unwilling to allow me to move too far away?

To think so of a wave

Is that a sign of madness coming on?

Or is it just that I’ve been too long at sea

As the voyage drags on and on?




dVerse – Come sail


What a Relief


People, Leisure, Couple, Relaxing


Time to relax, the summer’s begun

World of Concrete – behind me

Now for some much needed sun.

Kids to summer camp

Have been sent away

Sand and sea before me

To fill up my day.

Straw hat on my head,

Margarita in hand,

Crash of waves to serenade me

On my comfy lounger bed.





Craft a poem on the these of “What a Relief, “using at least 4 of the following 7 words and phrases:

smooth sailingsharkconcretewax sealsummer campmargarita, and straw hat.


I still might not be the time for such escapes, but let’s hope the world-wide crisis abates so we can again find such reliefs.