Best Canoe Poems

Morning coffee drift
Disconnected from the shore
Solitary bliss...

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 "There'll be a zealous zephyr 
    that isn't tamed by time; 
   I'll be the lunar princess, 
 ...

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May stretched its legs into grave.
The thunder heralds the rains.
A hut on the bank of Kanoli canal
Is not re-thatched this year.
Her infant’s illness made the...

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“If I have to cry to keep you, I will keep weeping.”- The Temptations

If our atmosphere
Becomes a shattered animosity

If our cumulus clouds
Become wrecking balls against...

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Whatever turns your crank

Whatever tickles your pickle

Whatever dunks your donut

Whatever waxes your dolphin

Whatever buffs your Buddha

Whatever pops your cork

Whatever pets your monkey

Whatever frosts your cookies

Whatever...

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To wake up with the rising sun
Wishing me old bones stay in bed
No longer do I feel to run
Life is all but over and done

I...

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I see a red, red rose covered with dew.
It's perfect; I pick it for my friend dear.
My lonely heart is strained and I feel blue.

There...

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The first date's the hardest. I never know what it is I should do.
I take you to dinner. You don't eat, you just play with...

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My soul is my canoe
sails me in a sea of verses
a poetic harbor is my destination......

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I finished work at noon on Friday and headed home to pack
Put my gear in the trunk and put my canoe on the roof rack
Headed...

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My son, Mark is four years old
With scissors he cuts papers and folds
Till he crafts canoe
And once he is through
He'll tag, “Canoe to be sold"


One...

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Big Cypress stirs, heated by Miccosukee 
sky hung in spun gold. Rising in the east, 
morning sways with waves of river grass
as the elder paddles...

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Flutes, ahead laying the routes
Oboes they off to Villalobos
Harps, dusting off vessel tarps
Violin silenced by engine din
Cello, matching the revving bellow
Piano sad in the canoe
Clarinets...

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See how you left me
Just see how you kept me
A lonely canoe paddler
In turbulent and windy waters

Let me go into oblivion
For i am lost in...

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The travel agent said adventure was calling,
In a lush paradise of beauties enthralling!

No harm would befall us, with a capable guide;
This Amazon tour would be...

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