Best Crusoe Poems

If I had to choose Robin Hood, Robinson Crusoe or Peter Pan?
Hmm……
What a quandary.
What a plight.
I truly do not think I can.

I will never grow...

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I killed my friend,
I never wanted,
Do not see me cruel,
I did it for love.
We both ran naked
Under this influential shower.
No one uncoupled his lips
Against this...

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Is the “ether” real?
Or just a distant longing
For love’s lost realm.
Perchance, a fading memory
Adrift
Upon an embryonic sea
Seeking rebirth
In moonlight’s melancholy
Awash
Upon the foaming froth of fear’s
Crusoe-like...

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Six wives - three Catherines, two Annes and a Jane
were married to Henry in the course of his reign.
An Anne and a Catherine met their...

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Memories of long gone school summer holidays
Far away from the gates of hell
bulling and Malay.

Six long weeks of freedom that seemed a year
staying in bed...

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like Crusoe when it's friday
on saturday a satyr lurks
sunday comes,no rest for wicked
monday I crawl to work....

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Reading by the light of a flashlight
With the covers pulled over my head
Captain Nemo battled an octopus
Robinson Crusoe was thought to be dead

Gulliver went on...

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Power of Journeys

New horizons speak in hope and pull me to Pablo Neruda’s country
           ...

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Swashbuckling, piracy, Tyrone, Errol and yes, Rathbone.
All actors that rode the Spanish Main called the sea home.
Stories of Robinson Crusoe to Mysterious Island.
Fantasy stories with...

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I awaken after said storm thrown weakened am I
In awe in wonderment as to where I espy

Fervent to silent as I witness this breathing space
As...

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For, ages past, I finally peeled out my illusory shell,
   Roaming about naked on the surface, where my mind was covered with cloth...

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i took her riding
this time my venue, not hers
she loves horses, i am no equestrian
i am beyond saddle sore now
trail rides where every bird is...

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Nine years a stranger in a strange land
            travelling to my island in the...

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Above a great big sea of blue,
I saw a dragon, and he flew
while breathing fire into the air.
He saw our ship, and this I swear:
with...

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call me Robinson Crusoe
steer me toward my own island
in the Pacific,

let me be myself
one with nature
let me enjoy her balmy ideas

release me to summer...

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