The bonfire had burnt out. Initially, green palm fronds produced adequate smoke, but did little to keep the blaze burning. All dry driftwood they found was exhausted early, along with the hopes of the marooned travelers. Frank was the first one voted off the island. After his umpteenth rendition of the Gilligan’s Island theme song, … Continue reading Out of the frying pan
Peg legged with eyepatch Ruthless high seas buccaneer Has fondness for Arrrrs Happy Talk Like a Pirate Day!
With his sun-weary face always turned toward the sea, Cap’n Thad looked every bit the pirate. He had pulled his long, grey hair into a loose braid, and embellished it with bits of sea glass and shells. Small, gold hoops hung from his ears. He regaled tourists at the wharf with tales from a lifetime as a … Continue reading A pirate tale
The ghost of the Dread Pirate Roberts hovered over the beach. Buried deep in the dunes, tucked away for centuries, his ill-gotten Spanish doubloons. The imprint from his wooden peg leg, the only part of him still manifested in material world, left a telltale sign of his passing. A trail of uniform dimples across the … Continue reading Treasure map
Happy Talk Like a Pirate Day - Sept. 19, 2011 Now and then we had a hope that if we lived and were good, God would permit us to be pirates ~ Mark Twain