The Study Pirate (standard:romance, 247 words)
Author: Cyrano	Added: May 29 2006	Views/Reads: 3684/0	Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
It's late in the night when the writer leaves the matrimonial bed...to say what must be said

The Study Pirate 

© Kelly_Shaw2001 

At four in the morning loves drowsiness still lasts. I come here to say
farewell to the world of reality, all its pain, its sordid terror, and 
breathe a new world onto the page. This where I come to turn silence 
into words, make the whirling world stand still. 

Now, writing late into the night, you have given rise to a passion  even
you do not know. Yes, a man, a pirate of old, a torn and weary traveler 
of the high seas sailing through calm swells toward a crimson sunset 
not caring where his journey will end. 

My mind is in torment, the creativity, and the heartbreak that is so
little in the eons of time. What we, each of us, give to history cannot 
be judged by its value, but by what we give back. 

The pirate will once again polish old bones before raising them in the
rigging as a warning to those who treasure only gold, hurling himself 
at the world in a defiant storm of laughter and crying one last 
time...Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum! Sleep maiden of dreams, for I sit 
here to make them real, to stitch them and sew them into your heart 
forever. 

When I'm not writing I'm less. I sense the frustration. I feel the
despair. I have no answers. I write. It is a painful thing to live 
with. A writer is a painful person to be with.


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