Best Inlet Poems

The horizon was brewing ominous clouds,
Dark as if they came out of hell.
The once azure sky became hazy
As the north wind chilly breezes
Puffed up more...

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Standing with feet spread and arms opened wide,
I give myself to the beauty of this ocean night.
Though at a calm inlet’s entrance, my ears bear
witness...

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Ah the lovely seasdie
Ah the lovely seaside

Childhood scents
Salt air, Salty bitter memories

Jacques had turned just seven
He dreamed to walk along the seashore
He dreamed to see...

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A ghastly cadaver drops, for whose noble sake?
To ravish the grandeur of wildlife
In the dead of night; to mangle
Creation’s gift and its soft flutters,
Where each...

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SEA DAFFODILS

On the island of Comino
Naked rocks are burning hot,
Without mercy, sun at midday
Robs the shade from every spot.

It’s a bare desolate area, 
Here the...

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The excitement mounted as we rummaged around in the attic looking through old steamer trunks for discarded clothes and props to make Halloween costumes. With...

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FROM SUNSET TO SUNRISE

Her clinging mermaid-figure, auburn hair - french braid-chaste.
Pearl’s arms circumnavigate his nautical-neck. Strong arms gird her waist.
His hands, like the current, draw...

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Here
In this centrifuge of sanctimony
Where I sip the atrophied air of my ancestors
The shipwrecked tide of my unborn children
Angels dangle from a precipice of silence
Strained...

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Between a sky of pale blue, streaked with white, 
and a glassy sea of royal blue, 
there lies a land of  lavender  rock,
where...

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GUNSHOT WOUND TO THE HEART 


From a two-room schoolhouse high on a hill over the Fundy Bay, I sat at an old wooden desk daydreaming....

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On my third year high
I decided withdrew inside a room,
I locked myself,
an insistent knocked,
it was a friend,
what happen to yah man,
what, I said impatiently,
he went...

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Uncompromising, hard society standards
and the rocky nature of some relationships
tend to hem me in from many directions.

Yet, the inlet of ideas, surges or in trickles;
The...

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Land Is A Loom
I sailed the fiord like inlets between Powell River and Drury Inlet.
The land itself  spoke from mountains, torents, islet
From bird song...

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A foggy night just tip-toes in
Like a whisper on a cloud.
And the haloed harbor lights above
Warmly welcome the sparse inlet crowd.

The briney salt air softly...

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Articles and stories over a thousand years with peers
Bastion of world and unearthly cheers
Chanting, litting the candles of history
Deepens on hearts of directory
Excerpts of penners'...

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