The Sea of Hell

     As promised, here is post number 3! This poem was inspired when a good friend of mine prompted me with the line, "The Dark, Deep seas of hell..." in a menacing tone. I gasped aloud, grabbed my pen and began writing. Enjoy!

The Sea of Hell

By James O. Cannon

The dark, deep, wicked seas of hell…

Oh those gods-damned waters I know well.

Once the evil ocean caused my chest to swell

With fear, but in time I’ve learned to tell

When I’m safe and when the cell

Has fallen open and the creatures that dwell

Swarm the water to the tone of a death knell

And how to avoid them by their abhorred smell,

For their stench is that of hell

Of death and rot and unknowable decomposing gel,

But I can now sail those perilous waters well

And with each shipment of cargo I sell,

My wealth increases shell-by-shell.