I bob in the briny deep, a pillar buoy, lighted, a beacon meant ta guide souls in ships ta careen from the black abyss. “Ahoy, safe water lies ahead!” I’d say if I could speak. Me presence alone is me voice. I ’s thar hope. ‘Twere such as this tussle started. If ye were payin … Continue reading A Pirate’s Pillar Buoy →