Best Charter Poems
LET'S CHARTER A YACHT AND GO WHERE IT'S HOT
AND PEOPLE ARE NOT IN THE WAY
WE'LL START OFF IN GREECE WITH CHAMPAGNE AND CASIS
THEN SAIL UP TO NICE, ST. TROPEZ
AND IF MISTRAL SHOULD BLOW WE'LL JUST GO BELOW
AND DO WHAT'S APPROPOS BELOW DECK
THEN DINGHY ASHORE OR WINDSURF SOME MORE
MAYBE SCUBA TILL FOUR ON A WRECK
WE'LL SINK WITH THE SUN INTO AFT CABIN FUN
HAVE DINNER AT ONE NEATH THE STARS
THE HAMMOCK IS NICE WITH BAILEYS ON ICE
WILL A REMY SUFFICE? IS THAT MARS?
HIT THE DISCOS AT TWO WITH THE CAPTAIN AND CREW
AND DO SHOTS, LOCAL BREW, THEN WE'LL DANCE
AND SWEAT CHEEK TO CHEEK TILL THE SUN TAKES A PEAK
AND SLEEP LAYS US DOWN IN IT'S TRANCE
MALTA, IBIZA, MAJORCA, MINORCA
CUETA, CUBRERA, FORMENTERA
LET'S RISE ABOUT NOON IF THAT'S NOT TOO SOON
SOMETHING SOFT, CLAIRE DE LUNE, THEN A BATH
WE'LL GET SKIN TO SKIN, BUBBLES UP TO OUR CHIN
WITH A PERMANENT GRIN, WHAT A LAUGH
THEN AFTER WE'RE FED WITH MIMOSAS IN BED
AND A TOAST TO THE MED UDERWAY
IT'S TIME I BELIEVE TO HAVE YOU CONCIEVE
ON AN ISLAND THAT ENDS IN AN A
MALTA, IBIZA, MAJORCA, MINORCA
CUETA, CUBRERA, FORMENTERA
SHOULD IT BE A BORE, A MEDITERREAN SHORE
AND WE DON'T FEEL LIKE MORE OF THE SAME
WE'LL HAVE TO TAKE HEART AND FLY TO ST. BARTS
AND PLAY THE CARIBBEAN GAME
BARBUDA, ANTIGUA, SABA, ANGUILLA
ST. LUCIA, CULEBRA, DOMINICA
GRENADA, TORTOLLA, ESPANIOLA
CUBA CULEBRA ANGUILLA
LETS CHARTER A YACHT AND GO WHERE IT'S HOT
AND PEOPLE ARE NOT IN THE WAY
CAUSE IT'S TIME I BELIEVE TO HAVE YOU CONCIEVE
ON AN ISLAND THAT ENDS IN AN A
he in his elegant black sits in the corner
will he touch... tread.. lightly between the rows
of the american gothic families
their drawn out figures seem to fasten
throughout the lengthy periods of the santuaries silence.
that same silence forged in the dusty seminaries
of luthern chapels keeps him sitting so very still
with folded hands and a hymnal upon his knee.
will he stoop.. pray... recall the years.
or count the pews that seem to separate
him from the rest of the flock.
now the interpretation of saints
and sinners dreams shines
through the stained glass
window to his right.
perhaps someone should give
him some bread half to remember
and half to forget.
Charter Boat
A charter boat the man catching fishes.
© Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen
January 17, 2010
Poetic form: Monoku
if i ruled the world
'love your neighbor as yourself'
my magna carta
written 23 Aug 2020
Seal was written for S words contest sadly I missed deadline.
hot red wax drips down
parchment charter awaits seal
gold ring descending
The blaze surrounds me
as if I jumped into an ocean of plasma.
Though Jesus came to me with the
The Forgiving Charter.
A ship filled with damaged souls
all within his grasp of love.
He steers this vessel
surrounded by admiring angels and doves.
An outreached hand into the heat,
showing scars beneath his palm.
I accept him and welcome the hope;
The melting stops, the hollers no longing alarm.
Together we sail into the light...
God, Jesus, the Holy Spirit and me.
We’re all in the same boat, but fools make it sink:
I see their dreams translate to a sea of red ink
I felt I couldn’t take the sham any more
So I flew to Rhode Island and drove to the shore.
I chartered a vessel in an ocean inlet
For miles between Newport and Narragansett
The captain suggested a Calamari run
But squids are slimy and I was paying for fun.
The water was greased, smooth as a lake
And ten minutes out, I felt my reel take
I caught a “barn door”: a large fish with a pull:
I needed help, I had my hands full.
(bridge)
The “drags screamed” as other reels zoomed out
So I had to let my fish go, ashamed of my shout.
But I will tell my grandkids about the day:
a big bass almost yanked me into the bay.
Seagulls, like thieves, hovered over our wake.
White sails on silver; it made my heart ache.
I felt the beat of wavelets on fiberglass.
I smelled cedar and pine, sea air and sea grass
The sun got low, and the light danced like raves
Gold and violet hues met the islands and waves.
There were stars on the water when we tied to the dock
I sighed to myself; I must return to the flock.
Now I'm back in the scrum, some think I'm the threat.
It's sad how folks are caught in the net:
Some are hooked on politics, even dox your name.
As the vortex, the whirlpool, pulls us all down the drain.
Activists tell us that we're either victims or oppress
Misguided cliches weigh on my chest
They hook us with promises, I despair and yet,
They can't take away my Narragansett sunset.
I remember the islands, and Rhode Island main:
When the "bite was on fire," and I threw off the chain.
P-hilippine
R-epublic's
E-nacted
C-onstitution
I-s
O-perational,
U-sing
S-o
M-uch
H-igh
A-pplication,
E-ven
A-mending
S-ome
U-napplicable
N-orms
C-oncerning
I-mportance
O-f
N-ation
©bfa053025
Monocrostic (Birthday of Precious Mhae E. Asuncion)
To distort or corrupt: It can mean
negatively altering something
from its normal or proper state
like prejudice warping a person's judgment..
Playing with his words, making him understand her lingo
she then try to get him to understand how
things were and who her allegiance was with.
He had ;had several project that were failed due to certain
reasons.Finding people to take him serious wasn't easy.
They often act like they know what you are doing and understand what you are trying to
accomplish.
But in reality they are all spies and grifters.
Undermining you and taking advantage of you.
They will use you in there stories to explain there disposition.
While advance forward they will make sure you are
sent backwards toward
a point you never knew you were ever in. When people create your story using there timelines
you are often lied about to fit into a defined wording.
'The Black Hole Appeared" does the observer share the responsibility of the
Blackholes existence and is he liable do to his knowledge of
it being there? Should he quit his observance to say that stopping it is futile? Is the ration there to quit what he is doing to make those who know him think he has learned some lesson by making pretend it isn't there?
.Captain Wiggen Duex DeBout of the Charter Ship (spacecraft)U>S>S> Evock
Charter Class.
they began using coins that were never minted before to allow passage through the Blackhole.
"It saves us 22 weeks of travel how dare they not let us in!" "Where do we find thius currency?"
"Auto-Warp-Warp (defined!)Distorting,twisting and turning, manipulation of the fabric of space! Abandoned this thought this notion!"