Best Crewmen Poems

Born in Ireland in eighteen seventy four
He was a remarkably brave explorer
Three times to Antartica he did go
To that barren wilderness of ice and snow.

Once with Captain Scott and twice on his own
And it was on his third visit that his bravery became known
The expedition...

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How black the seas in a pounding storm!
   The lanterns were all blown out.
Only the lights within still burned
   For crewmen strong and stout.	

The flash from the clouds would scarce reveal
   The main and the mizzen bare.
Only a jib...

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Talk about a frightful flight
I think it was last Thursday night
I was heading out of town for work
Our flight attendant went berserk
Instead of the normal spiel they gave
This lady starts to rant and rave
Her own airline she really trashes
Screams about bad luck and crashes
No, it...

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SCOTLAND

Very big sign on highway A1   going southways    
Out of Scotland into England,  
Painted with thistles, tartans, bagpipes,  says
“Haste ye back to bonnie Scotland”.
The  other side of road has a  small squat
Stone saying one word ...

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About two thousand years ago
In the early morning hours of a cool day
When the wind was calm and the Sun had just 
Started showing his sign in east 

A small vessel boat standing near the shore
Was getting ready to move, after taking on its board,...

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Retrorockets blasted
Spaceship settled down
Soft landing on a planet 
Dust plumes swirling ‘round.

Crewmen tested atmosphere
Before exiting the door 
Donned cumbersome spacesuits
With a planet to explore.

Soon, strange life forms appeared 
One tall, one nimble and small 
Each wore purple leaves, from purple trees –
that’s all.

The small one...

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Explosions rock the boat;
Ocean gushes inside.
The battered stern won't float,
All controls lock their slide.

Listing fifteen degrees,
The lifeboats fail to launch.
Swift decent lugs a squeeze
Impossible to staunch.

After mounting seconds
The vessel starts to slow,
While the stark deep beckons
To swallow them below.

Schweiger spies the turmoil
From aboard U-20.
Acts of...

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Legend Of The Black Dove  

                  (Part 9)   "The Voyage To Where ?"

 

The weather is cold and the sea calm as the 'Columbia' goes...

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Continued from The Eye of the Sea part 2


The heaving swell and the waves from hell
Soon swamped our valiant vessel,
With the holds in flood: tattered sails above,
We were in the direst of peril.

In a meet with the Captain, we lobbied the Chaplain,
Imploring him, ‘talk to...

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Odyssey from Africa, Chapter 11e, The Island Kingdom (continued)

Matto, Lisa and their parents 
Contemplated now a journey 
On the ocean that was longer 
Far than any in their memory 

One whole week upon the ocean 
Lay before them in the sail-boat
As a crewman bid them...

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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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Waves pummeled her bow, causing the schooner to rock
as a tempest wind heaved its feral breath into her sails.
The crewmen were steadfast, but had the right to balk
at warring against the strength of wild Nor'easter gales.
If I had seen warnings, we'd be safely moored at...

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Chapter 12d (The Fireflower cont.)

As they held their breath and waited 
For a flame to catch the fire flowers 
Finally a smoky ribbon
Drifted upwards from the petals
 
Gradually the flowers smouldered
And a filmy smoke ascended
With an aromatic odour
As it played around Ipiki
 
So the bat inhaled the fire-fumes
As the...

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Here are four survivors of a rocket that had crashed.
For a great distance, they had walked through rain that had splashed
so long, and so hard, that everything was turning white.
The downpour continued steadily through day and night.

“Does it ever stop raining on Venus?” one could...

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Words being more than a mare thought
Thinking with an understanding within sought
Education being a source for an intellectual vibe
It’s all about feeling inspired and just stride
Writing by your own abide
The thinker establishing what’s in the mind
Subjects upon subjects in categories combined
The theory of one’s sentence
An...

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