A Barbossa Pome

Posted on July 29, 2006 by Jayne d'Arcy

The Witherings of Barbosa

No sense of touch
be-cursed was he
the apple but a dream…

long time in past
were eyes so blue
of beauty dream’d…

then as now
he could not touch
so’s a pirate did he die…

Arrrrr

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About Jayne d'Arcy

I am now, as of 2010, 48 years old. I do a bit of digital artwork, and photography. I also write Harry Potter fan fiction that is Severus Snape-centric. No slash. On this blog I have a library of my own original work, which I hope you'll be inclined to visit and comment on.

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