I am cold and callous
I wonder who will dare to cross my path
I hear the innocent cries of my victims
I feel no remorse, just greed
I am cold and callous
I believe I am unstoppable
I have already received pardon
I continue to sail the sea aboard Queen Anne’s Revenge
My crew of 700 live in deathly fear of my vengeance
I feel the rumble of Captain Maynard’s ship
I fear nothing, no one
I put down my beloved rum
I touch the tip of my cutlass- sharpened, pistol- loaded
I am always ready for battle
I look like a demon, beard lit by fire
I put up a hard fight against Maynard
I was shot five times, throat torn with his sword’s edge
I faced death unafraid
I am Blackbeard
cold and callous
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You convey a lot of feeling in your poem. It seems as though you really researched Blackbeard for this poem. I really like the poem.
I love your Blackbeard poem. It is very creative. You are such a tallented writer.
I agree with Megan, you are a very talented writer. You know just the “right” words. Great Blackbeard poem.
OK Heather…so what do you think-did you remember the information better after you “transformed” the ideas for the I POEM?
Great poem, so descriptive. I love it! You are very talented.