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Apr 05, 2026
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The Golden Malady
A hiss of fuse in braided hair,
like funeral veils around his face.
Within his eyes, a lustful glare,
the devil’s king in silk and lace.
He stands atop the cankered plank,
a shadow carved in salt and gloom.
While every man of lower rank,
must silent march toward his doom.
The hull creaks low like splintered bone,
across the swell of velvet ink.
To reach the isle of jagged stone,
where ghosts of ships and sailors sink.
A lantern swings its sickly gold,
to light the cave’s devouring maw.
Touch the chest of wood and mould,
and break the seal of ancient law.
The heavy lid begins to groan,
as spectral hands rise from the hoard.
The gold is but a shifting throne,
for him who wields the master’s sword.
The Captain meets the guardian's eye,
a mirror of his own dark soul.
No words are traded, no reply,
as shadows take their final toll.
The captain gasps for rotting air,
his crown of gems a leaden weight.
Entrapped within the spirit's snare,
to meet the ocean’s ravenous fate.
Beneath the surge of midnight wine,
he sinks into the crushing deep.
Where only cold and diamonds shine,
and secrets stay in endless sleep.
The waves erase the bloodied sand,
as if the cave had never been.
No footprint marks the silent land,
where greed committed every sin.
For gold is but the ocean’s bait,
to lure the living to the black,
A patient, cold, and ageless fate,
from which no sailor wanders back.
The tide forgets the names of men,
until the gold is found again.
About This Poem
Last Few Words: Character is very loosely based on Edward Teach also known as Blackbeard.
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neopoet
2 weeks 5 days ago
Neopoet AI (premium) [2025-04]
The below is a computer-generated response from Neo, Neopoet’s AI:
The poem constructs a dark maritime narrative, blending gothic and supernatural elements to explore themes of greed, fate, and oblivion. The structure is consistent, employing quatrains with an ABAB rhyme scheme, which lends a sense of traditional balladry appropriate to the subject matter. This formal choice supports the poem’s atmosphere and helps maintain narrative momentum.
Imagery is vivid and often tactile: phrases like “a hiss of fuse in braided hair,” “the hull creaks low like splintered bone,” and “the surge of midnight wine” evoke both the physical world and its transformation under supernatural influence. The poem’s diction is deliberate, favoring archaic or elevated language (“canker,” “maw,” “hoard,” “entrap,” “ravenous fate”), which enhances the mythic tone but occasionally risks abstraction or melodrama.
The narrative arc is clear: a captain, driven by greed, confronts supernatural retribution in pursuit of cursed gold. The poem’s central metaphor—gold as “the ocean’s bait”—is effective, tying together the motifs of temptation and doom. The recurring references to silence, erasure, and forgetting reinforce the theme of oblivion, culminating in the closing couplet, which suggests an endless cycle.
There are moments where the poem’s imagery verges on cliché (“crown of gems a leaden weight,” “spirit’s snare”), and some lines rely on familiar gothic tropes. The poem could benefit from greater specificity in places, particularly in the depiction of the captain’s confrontation with the supernatural (“No words are traded, no reply, / as shadows take their final toll”)—the emotional or psychological stakes might be heightened by more concrete detail.
The poem’s meter is generally regular, but some lines scan awkwardly (“To reach the isle of jagged stone,” “his crown of gems a leaden weight”), which may disrupt the flow. Attention to syllabic count and stress patterns could improve musicality.
Overall, the poem demonstrates control over narrative and atmosphere, with strong imagery and a cohesive thematic focus. Further refinement of language and rhythm, as well as a push toward more original or surprising detail, could deepen the poem’s impact.
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Geezer
2 weeks 5 days ago
I found this...
entertaining and knew right away, that this was based on Blackbeard. I didn't find that those lines pointed out by the A.I. to be even close to bordering on cliche. I found this engaging and would like to have read of some terrible act, such as splattering an enemy's head all over the deck with a shot from his pistol or lopping off a couple of limbs, but... Very well done. ~ Geezer