Best Gangway Poems

A light wind gently rocks our sailboat as
breezes begin to pick up on the sun drenched dock. 
Cable wires rap and tap upon the mast...

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We set sail as Reggae music played out on the Lido.
Our first night was casual; no need for tuxedo.
We could eat a pizza by the...

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PRELUDE
There has always been animosity between Greece and Turkey as far back in history as we wish to go.  Greece was occupied by the...

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Ageism 
Summer is always hot in the valley the sea breeze does not reach here. 
I have a fan blowing shifting the air giving the...

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			Naked death


…the barred and sealed cattle wagons
							disgorge
at the Konzentrazionslager
						            the faux pas relief
 ...

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NINETEEN FORTY TWO
by
JOHN M. ARRIBAS


As a young man in Jersey I wanted to be a cop
One sunday morning that dream came to a stop
Our nation...

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Sunrise at Sea

past salt sight sun rises
rubs the whitecaps from her eyes
stretches forever

# 34

air heavy with spice 
salt crisp on my  lips and mind
eyes...

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All aboard the Fantasy M/S of Carnival
for half a week’s vacation time of fun and falderal.
Hear greetings from your captain, his director and the crew.
Ready,...

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Like silent sentries
in a row
the pylon docks
await my arrival.
It is low tide as I
step onto the
gangway.
Crusty barnacles
cling tenaciously 
to the pylons
as salt sea water
laps the...

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Sea Spray (getting my salt on again)

Shake the cobwebs from my mind
hidden places elusive
hard even for me  to find 

shedding layers, strings unwind
 
Grow...

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stars,
above swirling dark,
in sky drained of color,
below,
sprawling Asia,
spread out in a carpet,
of billboards and humanity.
watching it all from the world's largest tower,
feeling like a king...

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Down on the pier, the midmorning bright,
Thronged wives, husbands, lovers,
And sons, friends, young daughters,
All eyes perusing the grand and gray ship
In long-simmered hope of glimpsing...

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Sighing, he shouldered the old duffle bag
And followed others as they sauntered down the gangway
Free at last, from the ship's cramped and stench-filled quarters,
He smiled,...

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Cloistered within the restroom stall
eavesdropping on my peers
soft whispers echo off tiled walls
revealing secrets, hidden tears

Somehow this restroom has become
a sordid confessional booth
a place of...

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Resting In His Arms

Your mind may be clouded
Because of physical or mental pain.
Christ understands our weaknesses;
Simply rest and in His arms remain.
Cast your mind on...

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