Seeking a treasure both rare and beautiful,

Traveling by sea,

When a mystical feeling,

Rose up from the water and washed over me,

A wave rolled up to claim my ship,

Flooding her boughs with water,

The ship was rolled,

Engulfed by the sea,

And digested with salt water

I begged and cried

I ask the sea:

 ”Why would you do such a terrible deed?”

Sea replied:

“The Black Pearl is a work of art, Created by me, You shall not have, Or you will be history.”

I promised the sea:

“You are right, Black Pearl is yours. I shall not steal, I shall not fight”.

The sea calmed down,

Her waves subsided,

I was free to move around,

I took advantage,

The water I glided,

Upon the back of a dolphin,

The dolphin swam into a cove,

I let loose as she swam away

Left to explore,

The Ocean’s floor,

I began to walk around,

As if lead by a force,

I can’t describe,

I found a hidden ground,

There was a hole under a rock,

Which I moved out of place,

A bed of pearls I had found,

As vast as the eye could see

Quickly I hunted the pearls,

Seeking the special Black,

Suddenly the sea raised up,

And like a whip attacked,

With great force,

She screeched at me,

Angered with my lie,

She led me to the Black Pearl

I was stunned when she replied:

“The Black Pearl you seek, belongs to me, but now so do you,

I cast you in this shallow cove, you shall never move”

She tossed me in the vast pearl bed,

Directly on top of Black Pearl,

Then she flooded the cove,

And from that point on,

 I was known as the girl of Black Pearl

by Renee Robinson