The Rhyme Of The Modern Mariner

Welcome to day 18 of 30 Days of Writing, a creative writing challenge that defies description.  Today’s prompt is “Setting sail”. Enjoy, and don’t forget to  link up at the end of this post if you’ve participated in today’s challenge.

The Rhyme Of The Modern Mariner

sail boat, ocean, moon, water, sea

Part I

I was walking down the street
When a sailor I did meet
He grabbed me by the shirt
And sat me in the dirt

I said “Dude!
Don’t be rude
I’m going to a party
Wouldn’t do to be tardy!”

But with a single look
I could tell he was no kook
His eyes were not wild,
So I listened like a child


Part II

And then he spun his tale
About setting sail
He lit up a smoke
And then he spoke:

“They clapped and cheered
Whilst they neared
To see us setting sail
On our floating garbage pail

As we drifted away
Their cheers did fade
I tasted the salt in the air
Felt the wind in my hair”


Part III

“Then,” the Mariner went on
“That’s when things went wrong
The salt chapped my skin real bad
And the wind knotted my hair like mad

No amount of cream could help
By day 3, I was tired of eating kelp
The lapping waves I thought would lull me to sleep
Really just made me have to pee

I really tried to make it work
But each shipmate was a jerk
They blamed me for the frost
And for when we got lost”


Part IV

The Mariner made it back to port
For his day in court
It seems for being lewd
Your crewmates will have you sued

And for a final time he spoke,
“Tomorrow I will be broke,
After they take my last dime
I’ll probably do time.

I’ll be old and grey
The next time I see the light of day.
All because a bird flew overhead
And I misunderstood when they said

“Take that pecker out!”


Now go and visit the other participants who may or may not have drowned their sorrows while writing their own posts for today.



  • That’ll teach you to sit and listen
    to a dude you should be dissin’
    next time he tries to talk that smack
    give him a royal in the sack

  • That’s quite a tale you wove.  I can just picture a scraggly old seafarer recounting his adventures.  Well done!

  • I love your poem and felt the need to add a couple of stanzas.   Very fun tale of the old mariner but needs the “sequel”.

  • I don’t like boats and I don’t like water,
    Neither does my son and neither does my daughter,.

    But I love sailors.

    I’m entranced with your poetry, Nicky,
    And as you know, I’m pretty picky.

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  • That should go in the awkward banana category lolol!

  • You are one clever, clever gal.   🙂

  • Just add music to it. Could be the theme song for The Deadliest Catch. 

    LOL! “By day 3, I was tired of eating kelp.”

  • I love that poem!  What’s a ‘pecker’?…….. Joke :))

  • Birds…they’ll peck your eyes out…hunh? Very funny poem, today!!

  • Best. Poem. Ever. 

  • But by listening I learned a valuable lesson:
    With some sailors, don’t go messin’.
    If I’d hit where the sun don’t shine
    Then he’d be in the cell next to mine.

  • Thanks, Linda! I’m glad you liked it. 🙂

  • Ahahahahahahahahahaha! Cheryl, I now have to change my pants! This is inspired, I tell you! Your best one EVER!

  • Thank you, hon
    It has been fun
    Spending my time
    Reading your rhyme!

  •  LMAO! I didn’t even think of that but you’re absolutely right, Katherine!

  • Thanks, Jayne! Don’t know if you heard, but I’ll be in your neck of the woods on the 23rd of July. 🙂

  • Hah! Lauren, I swear I tried to work The Deadliest Catch in there somewhere, but I just couldn’t do it!

    In truth, he was probably fed up of eating kelp on day 1 🙂

  • Well, a pecker is a bird, of course! 😉

  • I have been waiting ALL day for someone to say it, LM!! 250 points to you! 🙂

  • Thanks, sweet thing! I’m no Emily DICKinson, but I have my moments! 🙂

  • You arrive on Monday the 23rd?    How long will you be at Linda’s?   Are you flying straight home?

  • xoxoxoxoxo

  • I arrive on the 23rd and return on the 30th, so I’ll be there for one week.

  • I’m going to try to make it up for a couple of days.  Will arrange with Linda as we get closer to the date.

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