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Long Knife's Treasure (a narrative poem of inspirational fiction)

Updated on October 28, 2014
Old Long Knife's ghost still guards the last strong box...
Old Long Knife's ghost still guards the last strong box...
Gator Swamp...
Gator Swamp...
the swamp beckons those who will hear...
the swamp beckons those who will hear...
amid hurricanes and all thundering storms...we search...
amid hurricanes and all thundering storms...we search...
Dangers in the darkness...
Dangers in the darkness...
the coming storms signify angry spirits...
the coming storms signify angry spirits...
Swamp citizen...
Swamp citizen...
Ghosts in the darkness...
Ghosts in the darkness...
Skull and bones...no treasure...skull and bones no treasure..awk...
Skull and bones...no treasure...skull and bones no treasure..awk...


Down in the notorious Louisiana Bayou, out there's a place called Gator Swamp,

The only light you have at night, a yellow moon, where spooks, to go "bump"!

A legend told, from the days of old, about a pirate known as Old Long Knife.

Not many souls to tread much down there, many before, have lost their life.


Now, Old Long Knife, it was said, and read, buried himself a sizable treasure,

Big boxes of shining gold, diamonds and jewels, of a value, without measure.

The poor men to accompany that black pirate, all left in graves with no stones,

The only remains, with little to explain, all rewarded their own skulls and bones,


They say an old mama Gator, guards that spot, where the pirate buried his loot,

Many a foolish fellow to search for it, where the shovels dug, is in some dispute.

The gator, a reptile with quite an appetite, seems she loved human flesh the most,

Big Paul lost a leg out there one night, and Little Joe gave his hand to the host.


Amid hurricanes and the thundering storms, that swamp still to hide that treasure,

Thoughts of gold and gems, to impart, brings a man's dreams to heart, is a pleasure.

Then one evening, when I was out in my shrimp boat, a golden light shined, so bright,

I reached through the grout, pulled it out, was a pirate doubloon. and oh, what a sight.


Now my days in the swamp, all do blend, with the big gators, fishes and the snakes,

The more I dig, the more whiskey, I swig, this old life, now just gives me the shakes.

I soon spent all my days in a hot sun's rays, the nights, braved the cold and the rain.

No treasure, seemed to be worth the pain, lost friends and a sickness, was my gain.


Then suddenly, a rusty blade to mark that dig, did my eyes betray me now at the end,

As I pulled out the sword, bright gold I did see, now my health to return, once again.

My swamp boat was full of big chests and loot, all my efforts paid me in full, very well,

I left one chest, and kept all the rest, leaving some gold, and a good old story to tell.


As a gold moon shines its light, on Dark bayou, tall trees throw shadows, in the night,

A pirates treasure is still buried, and to find, full of gold, and hidden there, out of sight.

Old Long Knife's ghost still haunts that swamp, and all may go there, only if you dare,

Amid that moonlight, to shine, the cool wind, so fine, you'll see him, and to this, so swear!







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Old Long Knife's salute...
Old Long Knife's salute...

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      whonunuwho 3 years ago from United States

      Thank you for your kind words my friend. whonu

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      whonunuwho 3 years ago from United States

      Thank,as always, for your kind words. whonu

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      Shauna L Bowling 3 years ago from Central Florida

      What a great story, whonu. This is a little different style for you. It reads so smoothly. Your words paint the picture well!

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      whonunuwho 3 years ago from United States

      For an enjoyable read, try "Legacy of the Skull Master", by S.M.Rodgers. in notable bookstores. Its just full of pirates, treasure and strange powers. whonu

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      whonunuwho 3 years ago from United States

      Thank you my dear friend and blessings to you this fine evening. whonu

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      Gypsy Rose Lee 3 years ago from Riga, Latvia

      Voted up and awesome. Yo, ho, ho and a bottle of rum. Love pirate tales. Passing this on.

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      whonunuwho 3 years ago from United States

      Smiles are contagious my friend. Thanks. whonu

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      whonunuwho 3 years ago from United States

      For every smile brought, I feel so gifted by our Lord...whonu

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      Demas W Jasper 3 years ago from Today's America and The World Beyond

      Brought a smile with your "pirate writer's craftiness."

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      whonunuwho 3 years ago from United States

      Although my poem is fictional...there have been many stories of buried treasure in the swamps of Georgia, Florida and Louisiana. Some gold has been found in a few locations.