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It was a dark and stormy night, a simple poem.

Updated on May 1, 2017
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Tony is now a full-time writer and he has currently 4 published books with many others planned.

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A Stormy Night


This is a poem based on the silly rhyme we used to say when I was a kid, and it made me think of what a dark and stormy night, could mean to many different people. It can be exhilarating or frightening, or just keep you awake as the wind blows.

This is how it traditionally starts:

It was a dark and stormy night, three old men sat around a fire, one said to the others ‘tell us a tale’ and the tale ran thus:

It was a dark and stormy night, three lonely wives sat huddled around the fire, one said to the others, ‘tell us a tale’ and the tale ran thus:

It was a dark and stormy night, three fishermen fought for their lives against a ferocious sea, and one said to the others ‘tell us a tale’ and the tale ran thus:

It was a dark and stormy night three fat Bishops held a banquet for their friends to celebrate Christmas and one said to the others ‘tell us a tale’ and the tale ran thus:

It was a dark and stormy night by the side of a frozen dessert road three children were dying of hunger, and one said to the others ‘tell us a tale’ and the tale ran thus:

It was a dark and stormy night and three young men sniffed their first cocaine, and one said to the others ‘tell us a tale’ and the tale ran thus:

It was a dark and stormy night, and three politicians patted themselves on the back and one said to the others ‘tell us a tale’ and the tale ran thus:

It was a dark and stormy night three soldiers lay dying for a cause they didn’t understand and one said to the others ‘tell us a tale’ and the tale ran thus:

It was a dark and stormy night three bankers sat and laughed at the world that had made them so rich for their failure and one said to the others ‘tell us a tale’ and the tale ran thus:

It was a dark and stormy night three rich kids threw a tantrum for more, more, more, and one said to the others ‘tell us a tale’ and the tale ran thus:

It was a dark and stormy night, and three wise men began to follow a star and as they rode, one said to the others ‘tell us a tale’ and the tale ran thus:

It was a dark and stormy night three shepherds stood on a hillside and saw taht same star and one said to the others ‘tell us a tale’ and the tale ran thus…

It was a dark and stormy night, outside a city wall, three men hung from crosses…one said to the others. "Father forgive them..."

Swashbuckling Adventure.

Sea Dog's Revenge
Sea Dog's Revenge

A Swashbuckling Adventure set in Tudor England.

Thomas Sladdin is from a simple yeoman family background, but as a child, his family is evicted by bloody Queen Mary’s henchmen, and he is forced to take cover with a family friend: Sir Francis Drake. Under Drake’s guidance, Thomas learns the art of navigation and sails around the world with Drake. Thomas is ambitious and driven on by the need to reclaim his family’s lands and fortune. After sailing with Drake for several years, he is able to afford his own ship and begins to build a reputation as an adventurer and privateer. He enhances his fortune, by plundering the Spanish Main and capturing treasure.

However in 1587, Protestant England is on the brink of disaster; it is financially bankrupt and under threat of invasion from Spain. King Philip of Spain who is determined to add England to his empire, and restore it to Catholicism is prepared to go to any lengths to subdue his enemy.

The greatest legacy Henry VIII left his heirs was a modern and strong navy. Elizabeth Tudor, armed with this weapon prayed that she could thwart Philip’s ambitions. In particular, she relied on a band of sea captains that she nicknamed her ‘Sea Dogs’.

Thomas Sladdin was now one of those captains; a privateer and adventurer, fiercely loyal to Elizabeth and the English cause, and he was prepared to put his life on the line to safeguard his country and Queen.

However, there were a number of surprises waiting for Thomas, and he could not help being taken aback by the twists and turns his life was to take, because he had not anticipated becoming part of Sir Francis Walsingham’s spy network, or meeting the mysterious and beautiful Princess Sabina of Portugal.

 

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      Tony Mead 5 years ago from Yorkshire

      Derdriu

      Thank you for your votes and interest. I am overawed and appreciative of the amount of comments you have left over the past couple of days.

      respectfully, Tony

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      Derdriu 5 years ago

      Tony, What a dramatic, haunting, philosophical "simple" story poem! In particular, I like the flow of the poem, in which each type of narrator flows into another. For example, three old men might be interested in a tale about three lonely wives, who might be interested in a tale about their missing fishermen husbands.

      Thank you for sharing, voted up + all.

      Respectfully, Derdriu

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      Tony Mead 5 years ago from Yorkshire

      KAshmir56

      thank you for reading, and voting, sometimes inspiration is just waiting for us.

      tony

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      Thomas Silvia 5 years ago from Massachusetts

      Hi my friend, thanks for this very entertaining poem and the most powerful bit at the end .

      Vote up !!!

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      Tony Mead 5 years ago from Yorkshire

      Angie, thank you for your visit and comment. You could add your own lines to this verse, and on and on it could go.

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      Angie Jardine 5 years ago from Cornwall, land of the eternally youthful mind ...

      Ayup, Tony ... what a clever twist on this old joke .

      Extremely powerful ... respect!

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      Tony Mead 5 years ago from Yorkshire

      many thanks for your comment and visit to my site, it was just a thought I had onan early morning visit to the wc. Funny how your mind can wander at times, and where the inspiration comes from.

      take care

      Tony

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      Shalini Kagal 5 years ago from India

      That was powerful! There was a contest run last year I think by a hubber - to complete the opening line, 'It was a dark and stormy night...' You'd have won hands down!

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      Tony Mead 5 years ago from Yorkshire

      HI

      there is such a bewildering array of choices, I usually go on line to Dell. If you know more or less what you need in the way of RAM and such like it's nice to sort of build your own; otherwise it is always a bit of a compromise. I'm sure you'll make the right decision.

      best wishes

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      stessily 5 years ago

      Tony, Alas and alack! My faithful computer could not reasonably be resuscitated, so I parcelled it to happy homes: monitor to my friends' stepson so he could have his own sleek TV; tower, keyboard, etc., for repair and then resale in a nice shop; I kept the hard drive. I'm still pondering its successor. Fingers and toes crossed for the best decision.

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      Tony Mead 5 years ago from Yorkshire

      https://hubpages.com/food/Tuck-in-with-Tony-Crunch...

      Hi stessily, does this mean that your computer is back running?

      cheers tony

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      stessily 5 years ago

      Tony, I'm not finding a crunchy chicken recipe in your repertoire! So I visited "Deck of Cards", which caught my attention. Could you include the link to crunchy chicken so I may read it on my next visit? Thank you!

      Stessily

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      Tony Mead 5 years ago from Yorkshire

      HI Stessily

      still no computer? It must be driving you nuts!

      The poem was one of those things that you wake in the middle of the night and it is burning your mind. It could have a million more verses, obviously it goes on and on. I was not sure as to whether or not to publish it because it is a bit odd; but in a way that is why I did pulish.

      Nice to ehar from you again, I don't know when you will read this without your computer, but there is another cooking adventure with Fabio out. crunchy chicken if you have time.

      all the best my friend. Tony

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      stessily 5 years ago

      Tony, Wow! All walks of life are presented here, and you saved the most powerful encounters for the end!

      I love the sound of the wind at night, but it's always been safe for me. I've never been in a hurricane. A tornado has struck nearby, but not near enough to affect me. So that's why I love the sound of the wind, especially when it's accompanied by the sound of the ocean.

      Great poem wonderfully and effectively presented.

      All the votes.

      Kind regards from your computerless fan, Stessily