Best Crewed Poems

A journey landing in December
Road to the Moon of wonder
Trip of four to remember
East of Eden fonder
Milestone is in the offing
Instilled dream becomes a happening
Strobe lights showing and playing

Second-scheduled mission, but first crewed......

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Balanced on a Red Rider wagon,
a wooden boat with flaking paint; 
split transom
poorly repaired.  Ten year olds
with borrowed tools, untrained
in fixing leaks, or boats,
or knowing what a transom was.
     Christened the "Neversink,"
but often did, with bamboo fishing poles askew,
the used...

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So Far From Home
Under a curving shimmering blue fish bowl sky the small Patrol Torpedo boat cruises gentle summer swells in the distant Pacific, under summer skies torn apart by brutal bitter total war. 
Small PT boats crewed by fifteen men ranging far and wide,...

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THE ARCHAEOLOGIST’S WIFE
Sorry I cannot say her name, you all know her well
She was my brother’s wife at the Kimmerdale
My brother was an archaeologist
He found a pot in Egypt
In Tutankhamen’s chamber
Believe me it was made of amber.

And my brother’s wife, Karen
Her dad came from Ely...

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RESURRECTION OF A HEROE:
This is ANDERSON WALKINGSHOES... 
CHORUS:
Far from comparison, far from fear.
Failure part of the journey; shed no tears.
Man...do... the best you can do.
Talents in your hand's only for you. 
No body cares...what you goes through;
When you succeed, people comes to you.
But...when... it's opposite,
That's...

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The Initiation 

It is not easy to be young at 16 I was a galley boy
on a tankship that even then 60 years ago was ancient
crewed by old mariners who spent their free time
playing cards and talking about whores and now the ship
had docked in...

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Grandad was a sea dog,
Who'd sailed the seven seas.
He told of his adventures
As we sat around his knees.

He told of a giant octopus
With tentacles aplenty,
We cried "how many grandad,"
He said "I reckon twenty."

He said it had one giant eye
And a sharp and deadly beak,
And what...

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Wouldst thou for me an air
upon thy tortoise lyre
play, and sing those words so fair
about the Isle of Tyre?

Within whose walls so grand,
there at bazaar would be
hangings made by weaver's hand,
and colored from the sea.

And ships of cedar made,
all crewed by seamen bold,
sailed to shores...

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Away From the Camera. 

In the Bay of Bengal, near Tripura, a tank ship ran 
aground, an old ship that had been economical for 
its owner, carrying crude for a hungry west and
crewed by low paid seamen. And she was sold to 
the people who...

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the rig sails on
the captain at the wheel
steel billowed crosswinds
and Willie's gruff twang

come back...maybe not flip-flop 
rigs riggin' is sailin', movin'
waving goodbye to yesterday
I'm a stowaway into today

ahead is clear horizon
aft is crewed distant past
the ropes taut, creaking
and diseal's low rumble below

port is where we're...

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There was acclamation at the acclimation, 
Because my acts did not feel axed or beat,  
And the loch was just beside us in notion, 
For my nudity to lock my up with the heat. 

I dared not dye my hair red, maybe I’d die,...

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The Initiation 

It is not easy to be young at 16 I was a galley boy
on a tankship that even then 60 years ago was ancient
crewed by old mariners who spent their free time
playing cards and talking about whores and now the ship
had docked in...

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To the Signalmen of the Watch

She is cool gray steel, slicing darkest sea.
Crewed by crazed youngsters, both man and woman.
Quiet and deadly, in following seas, free.
No light above, but the Moon and Orion.

Coffee, cigarette, red night lights aglow, 
I, reading Conrad, lookouts are all set.
Only...

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Hilarity At Hillary Popularity

Heard they were having much hilarity
With Hillary and all of her popularity
With appearances that are populating 
And her challengers are all hesitating.

They will blatantly need an antidote
No one for them does want to vote
Like plague Republicans are treated
They themselves are being self-defeated.

Self-defeating...

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No Pictures Taken 
I see the pictures sent to me on my Facebook page of places
 I have not seen yet in countries I have been to as a seaman
 who join the sea out of poverty at home and offered 
an education no importance...

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