Best Cove Poems

Water wives live sheltered lives
Amongst the coves where pirates rove

Daily catch is makers match
Where red hot stoves hide fresh baked loaves

Water men are thick and thin
So often strove where shipmates hove

Water child is often wild
The treasure trove where pirates roved

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Having left the company
of surprisingly easy difficulties,
I had dismayed at the fools,
eased through the shallows
and been thoughtfully left behind.
Having done with the fools
and the shallows
and the thoughtful leaving behind,
I returned to the company
of unsurprisingly difficult faces
in a place I knew to look.
I reconciled to the...

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Out by the big yellow buoy
I trod water for a few minutes,
longer than I'd have liked,
alone in the company of friends
who may have been alone too.
When we returned to shore,
I returned gladly -
always so gladly, every damn time ! -
counted my limbs to be sure.
I...

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When the rising sun burns through the morns haze
You have to be in awe as we witness another day

To view these vista's makes you glad to be free
If you see what I see you would want to be me

It's like an artist's palette watching rainbows...

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Cailleach Cove 
 
I was told, Veiled One
if I came here to die
that you would come to me
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Between a sky of pale blue, streaked with white, 
and a glassy sea of royal blue, 
there lies a land of  lavender  rock,
where wind blown grasses grow in briny 
patches around weather beaten houses
brushed  in  pastel shades of yellow, pink, 
and...

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I like sailing on the high seas over crystal blue waters
I like seeing the waves rising and feeling the splash
I like sights of jolly pirates swinging across the decks
I like sounds of parrots whispering beautiful words
I like scenic episodes that are challenging to the soul
I...

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The air was warm, the sky all grey
We laughed and joked, found lots to say.
With lightning stones held in each hand
We walked barefooted on the sand.
The rain came down, yet with a grin 
We hugged and kissed, drenched to the skin. 


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 Grey nimbus in sky
Ominous feel, rocky cove
Precipitation?

Walking shingled shore
Shiny stones, relentless sea
Horizon obscured.

Elements no friend
Merciless waves, tidal swell
Noisy Herring Gull.

Walk wet empty cove
Steep granite rock, seabirds' roost
Precious time alone....

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Grass growth in the cove
			 where Larry's boat sat 
			 years after Larry’s ash
			 whirled with rocks in space
			 daunts the pickerel:
			 silently galloping glut
			 challenges the channel.
			 Someday soon there may be
			 no seeing through it
			 to the bottom of things.
				
			 This soft encroachment,
			...

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Corridor of light                                          ...

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Rivulet
      
       ripples

              mellifluously

       surreptitiously

lilt
          ...

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I want to tell you a story about old Cape Cove
 where nobody at night, but the dead would go.
 There stands two lovers who have searched a
 lifetime or two, to find each other, a love so true.

 Misty fog, the barriers it does...

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Hidden yet rugged
At the bottom of the world 
Cool water flowing
High above Hell’s barren gates
High above ringed deception...

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“The Lighthouse lifts its massive masonry,
  A pillar of fire by night, of cloud by day…

...A speechless wrath, that rises and subsides
  In the white lip and tremor of the face…”

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow’s The Lighthouse

PEGGY’S COVE

horizon above Peggy’s Cove:
altocumulus tangerine and larimar,
depth of...

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