Best Docks Poems

you can't park a boat
nor saddle a goat
but you can pay the price
enjoy chicken fried rice...

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I can imagine laying under the stars with you
As we listen to the waves crash by the seaside
The moonlight glistening in your eyes catches my own
We're saying things like our favorite ice cream and life dreams
I'm paying attention to you as I should, sitting still...

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Near the old docks in Genoa where old dwellings stand close together making streets narrow and families live is
lived rather noisily, where women hang laundry to dry on small terraces or on window ledges.
Sometimes when several street merges, the open space is called a plaza,...

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Down the busy road I ride
Spiralling control of the reins,
Drenched in sweat with pride
I surrendered myself to the rains.

Merchants I met many
During my service at the docks,
I couldn't but find ,any
Wanderer like me in the merchant's block.

The tenure I recall
Of visiting the sandy desert,
Where the...

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