Caps place a rustic local attraction <br />Travel by skiff is your only action <br />An island surrounding an old lighthouse <br />Built in a time when pirates did rouse <br /> <br />Tavern preserved in original detail <br />Teakwood and brass by those who sailed <br />Lighthouse their guide as rebels arrived <br />Bearing gifts marking an era revived <br /> <br />Twenty paces you enter mess hall for eats <br />Chickens freely roam as you grab a seat <br />Fresh sea catches are Caps menu choices <br />Heart of palm salad and liquored voices <br /> <br />Stroll the beach till lighthouse you reach <br />Wave breaking cries heard of lost who seek <br />Visions when unbridled thievery ruled <br />Murder, mayhem and treasured jewels <br /> <br />His-story of Mercy reveals great strength <br />Saving souls his mission in width and length <br />Value every heart is God’s righteous creed <br />Forever forgiving their unrighteous deeds <br /> <br />Lighthouse searches for every lost man <br />Guiding them to safety from distant lands <br />Thousand farewells cast light still calls <br />Showing his promise of a love that prevails <br /> <br />Diamonds in the rough purified by fire <br />Boundless lost hearts that he has sired <br />Had he not spared the rebel in me <br />This poetry you’re reading would never be. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />by Carole Arnold<br /><br />Carole Cookie Arnold<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/pirates-cove/
