Best Disembarks Poems

a church softball team
disembarks from a truck bed
and hits the ball field...

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1.
On the bank of oblivion’s river 
A soul hastily arrives   
Wishing to cross on the other side
Where eternity resides 

2. 
Has been preparing for the crossing  
Since the first day of her birth
But now that the moment is so near
She is afraid...

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When the unforeseen mistrel swipes the land,

tiny warriors trudge against the force.

“Back down! Retreat!”, the general commands.

The musketeers recoil back on course.


Then the torrent readily disembarks,

the entire army rolls up horse and foot.

A few lucky ones hop on Noah’s ark,

their chiseled armors soaked with sludge...

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THE CROSSING* 

1.
On the bank of oblivion’s river 
A soul hastily arrives   
Wishing to cross on the other side
Where eternity resides 

2. 
Has been preparing for the crossing  
Since the first day of her birth
But now that the moment is so near
She...

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A creamy white egg clings to a milkweed plant
       As a gentle spring breeze blows
  Within  a time not too distant
      A caterpillar will emerge and grow

 A short time later it...

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Friday Night Check-ins


The days have been calm and collected.
The guests have been happy, content.
The weekday staff scurry out from the hotel
To avoid the upcoming event.

Weekend receptionists tremble
As the Friday night check-ins approach,
Fearing the tsunami of wrinklies
On their three-day excursions-by-coach.

The first vehicle’s brakes squeal their warning
As...

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NORDIC ECSTASY

You asked me a question, a nostalgic one
Where I was in the seventies
I was in the land of the midnight sun
With the descendants of the Vikings.

Looking at Norwegian rocks, their structure
Along the corrugated coast of the North Sea
I found myself on the lap of...

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As the moon shines on
You become my dawn
Softly as the rose petals
Moisten in the morning dew
So does our love
sparkle in this worlds view
Your love becomes me
I pamper a new melody
My eyes receive a new spark
My heart subtly disembarks
My life sails in the sea of hope
I...

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With you - to some quiet space,
from lurid qualifying's haze,
that sanctions less of you in my embrace,
and disembarks all holiness in grace.

I pray to know thy substance in mine - brace,
as no foul wind could obstinate with trace,
and sound of hurt confine to one exchange,
thy...

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Santa arrived on our street yesterday
spewing considerable exhaust
while riding atop a parade of firetrucks and vans,
floodlit like a nativity display at night,
full sirens and blaring Christmas carols
competing for my Fetal Alcohol daughter's rapt attention.

Santa rolls at stately parade pace,
while ever more impatiently
my troubled daughter jumps...

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Didactic old man
Fiddling with fright
As tears curled down 
From a bemoaned and fretted face
To his foaming lip
The tears thirst bitter taste
Spiced with desired regret
Of an action already finished
Crime begets an accidental skirmish
~
His hands
Those quivering hands
Protective to a fault
The palpitation; his heart
The ‘eye of his soul’
Full...

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In that endless night
we heed; cold and bitterness
unto the morning light
Sightless vision binds our eyes
madness disembarks into our lives
A cold dark prison earned
is the bittersweet sentence served
A life stolen and a life lived in hush
tis golden silence upon that burning bush

Trembling utterances on the grave
it's...

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So she disembarks and disengages, -1
People try to read her like a book,
But she’s missing pages,
No one even noticed her gone for ages,
So her mind just rages on,
No one ever knowing she’s gone,
To him it’s just another one of her cons,
But he decides to linger...

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Florida is definitely in the USA 
I’m kinda worried because Milt will soon be on his way
I found a map and studied it and found a ‘Melbourne’ there
I hope he gets the right plane or he could get quite a scare
So if Milt disembarks the...

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Dawn arrives in a dark widow’s shawl.
A hard sea rubs raw
the knuckled bones of the shore.

The first thing a sailor sees as he dreams of arrival
are the white hands. Sometimes the hands
are land marooned seagulls,
sometimes the hands are the open fists of the sea.

When in...

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