Best Harbor Poems

The ship in the habor on silvery seas
Lay vacant outspread 'neath the glassy moon
Drifting in cold whispers of the night
Like a drunk man shriveled on clasping knees
In the loud echoes of the crawling winds
The brave ship nods its old head
Restless on the empty stage of...

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A ship is safe in the harbor,
But that's not what ships are built for.

Because in the sum of our human gleams,
We have created the vessel for our dreams.

Its purpose: to retrieve the alien shore,
To scout, seek, achieve and explore.

A ship is meant to fly and...

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Our bank accounts nearly emptied so we could afford a vacation; two young working girls who'd never been far from home. We were looking forward to finding love on a romantic tropical island. Maybe someone in our group would cast his smiling eyes our way....

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Idle porcelain boats 
are seagulls 
floating
on a teal harbor
blond moorings
cast like kelp
Sails stiff 
as egrets
glide slowly
toward 
a cerulean channel
Atop turtle islands
pastel cottages
are pearls gleaming
on oyster beaches
umbrellas splayed
like starfish
on sandstone terraces
schools
of rainbow blossoms
wafting
in the salty air


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     "Positano Harbor"



crown jewel of sea and sky
on blue Amali coast line
harbor landscape breathtaking
Italy's delight.

tiny boats sail ocean waves
brilliant water cascades shores
tourists inhale rare beauty
silver starred skyline.

lovers secret hideaway
absorb salty spray on sand
golden mounds warm from sunglow
paradise in peace.

Positano village loves
radiates...

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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 as
daylight filters thinly through the clouds. 
Egrets begin to peck around the gangway
foraging for scraps from bugs or grubs. 
Great...

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As she cups my fingers through sleep-time
Nurturing our cozy moments with delight;  
Gaily, Aunt takes me to joyrides of youth
Each circus, fairy tears, or moon talk,
Lifts all seasons to brighten mad chuckles
Into a harbor of love where warmth glides.
Care-giver… delivering me at birth
A second...

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In my thoughts there floats an island tranquil, warm

    That is sometimes sunny, sometimes sweet with rain

         Sound, the harbor that's my refuge thru each storm

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The brightly colored houses lighten my emotions.
The cobblestone streets encourage by shaking the worries away.
A town on the ocean's edge, aware of the power of nature
yet at peace. Time undulates and ebbs with the tide as life is carefree.
Historic restoration, reminds us that living has...

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Mother: God’s harbor of love where souls anchor, before setting sail for life’s turbulent seas! *







© Demetrios Trifiatis
     7 MAY 2016

* TO all mothers of the world! Happy Mother’s Day!...

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Laying down in this comfortable hospital bed with blue
and candid linen sheets that cover my strong legs, 
I harbor no anger for my illness;
I can't blame God for my woe!

Bitterly and deeply saddened by a slow clock, 
I'm looking with awe through a sun-kissed glass...

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New ambient light taking hold of that which was once darkened by time.
New thoughts eluding desires and all answers to the questions at hand.
Laminated emotions taking the places of the empty spaces inside the mind.
Feel the love from behind the reinforced glass? Didn’t think it...

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I watch the harbor through the falling snow
the sky and sea form one vast, gray tableau
the sun is nothing but a weak, background glow
the scene draws me, as if hypnotically.

Five mile’s lighthouse warnings go unvoiced
its strobes not lashing out, so what’s its point
it stands majestically...

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For forty days and nights, a tempest strange
blew in; the lost unsaved by fortresses.
One shelter only from those winds of change:
an ark that sailed to rainbow's promises.
Elijah, fleeing from his enemies,
protected from an earthquake, fire, and storm,
was fed by angels heeding God's decrees.
The Rock of...

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My soul is my canoe
sails me in a sea of verses
a poetic harbor is my destination......

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