Aft Poems - Poems about Aft

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aft’ the storm’s the cure the salt licks his face though trenches’s formed as foam settles down will his Tessie rest in his windward eyes will she lay on his treasure chest hearing the ebb and flow as his vocal cords desist from commanding mates to feel the siren’s call, to salve the absinthium, absolve him with ecstasy will she be there at all or has the sail been...

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still have much to learn there will be an aft and stern world may mix and churn. Jim Horn Haiku...

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Staring Fore and Aft By: Tom Wright 5/12/03] We oft stare hinder, knowing that there, lurks only time spent. We embrace in thought those days without birth, while probing their existence. We're cognizant of frailties at discerning the future. We should rather, focus on time at hand for this is all we possess. Time can ne'er be secure beyond today’s moment. ...

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• young couple, fit male brown hair and glasses with toned blond female taking multiple selfies as ferry leaves Newfoundland • middle aged blond woman- multiple selfies - all angles • young tattooed dude chatting to unseen companions while smoking cigarettes • older balding male looks longingly at vanishing shore • young blond woman takes a quick selfie and is gone • family, father red/blond...

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AFT-PLAY - Nighttime Musing Listening - soft murmur of her breath gently moving silken strands draped across her face, Nuzzling - beauty’s aromatic aftermath adrift - on a sea of dreams. 12/6/2015 submitted to – Nighttime Musings – Poetry Contest sponsor – FJ Thomas...

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