Best Boating Poems

(Re old poems)



The luncheon of French bourgeoisie under frilly striped awning.
Young fair maiden, rosy cheeks- beguiling her eyes; leans on the railing.
Amidst fruits and undrunk...

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My first ten years (or childhood), I'd say were pretty great.
although my confidence could easily deflate.
To be a teen - For this I could not...

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Learned to drive in 1980; it became a must.
The car I bought soon broke down; “Another One Bites the Dust!”

With two kids by ‘81 -...

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California
Sunny, warm 
Swimming, boating, sunning
Sky, airplane, ocean, seashells
Skiing, sledding, snowball throwing
Cold, blistery
New York City...

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The view from our cruise ship 
Conjures far-flung images of amber hues
A fusion of illusion and reality 
Where bending arc of the horizon
Greets the magnificent...

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Roberta lived on this earth for so many years!
Was a great mother, wife, and grandmother, too.
A long and fulfilling life with joy, completion and no...

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It was a special time of life
With my children and my wife
In a tent among the trees
At a place called Camp Louise

Sitting around a campfire...

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The whittled worries and fears shred my nerves like ants on glass, sparkling red. I notice and bow to the glitterati in their fine silks...

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Ol’ brazen Brenda, battlin’ biography,
Banters bewildered brave boatmen at sea,
Brushstrokes besieging her beleaguered brain,
Broadsided by fiction now baking insane;

Balanced between both broken and brilliant,
Buried by...

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A Mountain forever
stands over me,
holding a treasure
she wont set free

Deep in her heart
beats a flame,
the organ of life
pumps into veins

Boating the breeze
blowing through caves,
passing the...

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Just a few things that I do hunger for 

When the sun... bakes 
When the snow... flakes 
Scenic... breath takes 
I just adore 

Vanilla... milkshakes...

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Like a rose in the shade of a tree,
So are you as you stand beside me;
You are lovely and breathe purity:
I your shade and protection...

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Waves on the rocks 
a'crashing
In it human feet go 
splashing
And elsewhere in the 
swollen river
'gator tails go thrashing
Water may be stagnant 
or it may be...

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At peace perhaps too much
a fine Spring rain
we seek news from the desert or capitol
of those who have dedicated their lives to losing their lives...

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Taming a tropical topical tree? Taking a trunk? Telling a tailor? Traversing a tale? Many ideas. Much like the ideological dramas of a beach front....

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