Best Circumnavigating Poems

I hear England's strong voice praising its past:
Football's World Cup glory in 1966,
Shakespeare and Marlowe penning plays,
Sir Francis Drake circumnavigating the world,
Queen Elizabeth I, with the stomach and heart of a king,
Queen Victoria, with her ever expanding empire and waistline,
Constable, Turner and Reynolds painting pictures...
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“I am the Alpha and the Omega, the First and the Last, the Beginning and the End.”



The Dilettante Diaries: Avian Notes on the Sensate Slip Stream : The Silent War in 3 Acts

(Part 1)

Starlings singing songs 
rolling like jet ink marbles 
they soar across the...

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On a typical English day late June Joe travelled the above country road, his buisness was in the construction field, and this day he was estimating work as per customer enqiriy, this being the case he would at times make himself known to neighboring property...

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My husband and I were newly wed and cash poor. It was Easter weekend and the weather unusually fine for the time of year. Both loving the outdoors, we decided to cycle, circumnavigating our county over three nights. We traversed hill and dale, intoxicated by...

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TORPEDOS’ NAPALM

T remors shocked the penguins of the Arctic Circle.
O rbital the water lobbed in the ocean.
R otating in a circumnavigating format
P enguins dangled high in the air.
E stablishing that quavers do manifest in cold weather,
D issolving the water into a formed ditch.
O nly the...

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Anchors Aweigh...Destination Unknown

Weather beaten cap'n,
     and watertight bewitched craft
time tested since maiden voyage
     (circumnavigating the globe
back in the day
of my youth),
I ranked tough as a pitbull,
     when severely pitted

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Noised silence pulls me
in a broken wilderness 
I drift amidst time
circumnavigating what
this dark abyss beckoning

Suddenly, a light
out of the black I appear
into a blue day
Angelic she, I've been found
my dark abyss, now silenced 




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The First Thanksgiving (Sept. 3, 1578)

The shortest distance to Cathay 1
(Land of riches: silks, teas and spices)
Lay to the north to the South Sea. 2
Didn’t Barlow tell the King, 3
Was reserved for England.

The routes ‘round the Capes 4
Were long in treacherous waters
Hampered by Portuguese carracks
And...

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PHANTOM ROY

The Roy moves out
its an hour past mid nite
moves into the street

Phantom moving through the near empty streets
not much going on at this late empty nite hour
not a word uttered to the motor cyclist

the motor transport cyclist are strategically placed
waiting for their late night...

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THE FIRE INSIDE

I have to tamp down
the fire inside
for not all are stoked
with flaming eyes
my cheeriness
might be their demise

the fire inside
explosive it drives
the quiet insane
so i try extra hard
to contain myself

the gypsy dance
leaps and thrives
with clanging bells
a crimson skirt
circumnavigating
the darkest night

the fire it burns
in rhythmic...

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Trees in my neighborhood walk around naked                                      ...

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circumnavigating
the corners of my mind
in latitude and longitude
i chart my oceanic voyage
through turbulence
of sea and clouds

in solitude
finally reach calm waters
turning off the power
sit adrift on open seas
tranquility encountered 
swept up and immersed
in peaceful emptiness
of temporal simplicity

unanchored
unmoored
afloat and free



Read on air by invitation  ~ ...

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Herald the star that blooms, the trumpet and the scroll.
O God the bluest eye, it magnifies my soul.
Encompass calvary, the greatest light that shines.
Beautiful Bethlehem, the azure Winter pines.

Infant swaddled in love, the lamb in his stable.
The Great Shepherd asleep, star’s clearest timetable.
The rhythm of...

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I sifted through my insides and decided to wear them on the outside
Just for the pleasure of it
Also to see the reactions of people who are flimsy and easily scared
My spleen is my greatest accomplishment
As it is so iridescent and pulsating
have you seen inside-out reversed...

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The tip of a finger, barely touching ulcerated skin
   Chamfered ache of reason, or finely balanced whim
  Forced through a reality, where spoons become bent
  Into the pleasure dome, they inject gaseous cement 

    Climbing on rope ladders,...

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