Best Jump Ship Poems
She tried to get my attention a number of times
But It was not possible because
I was a country or two away
Wearing brown leather swashbuckler pants
White billowy blouses, and multi-buckled boots,
Fighting pirates with Sabers.
I was mighty and terrifying.
Hearing my war cry turned their blood to ice
Which is why I did not have to stab them
All I had to do was wave my sword around
And scream and they would jump ship
And get eaten by sharks or swim to land
Pride oozed out of me as I heard my battle cry.
Student me replaced pirate queen me hard and fast
When I heard my peers laughing
Apparently the teacher was not amused by a battle cry
In the middle of her boring math lesson
A Pirate Queen serving detention?
Unfortunately it happens
On this vessel for far too long.
But as captain, I can't jump ship.
The land taunts, to me you belong.
Why did you agree to this trip.
On board for just over a year.
Mentally trying to stay strong.
Losing my marbles I do fear.
My career choice was very wrong.
Crashing waves sing a mocking song.
So you thought you could handle me.
Vastness of my waves are headstrong.
From me you will never be free.
I will invade your dreams at night.
Haunting nightmares I can prolong.
Decision you make should be right
Accept, then can we can get along
Jan 25, 2020
Many who help celebrate our victories
Leave early in our defeat
Many who applaud our few accomplishments
Jump ship when failure we do meet
Many who join our team while we’re on top
Don other caps when we are in last place
Many people are just fair-weather friends
Who abandon us in disgrace
If you stand by me in the hour of defeat
If you stand by me when failure I meet
If you stand by me when I’m in last place
If you stand by me when I wear disgrace
Then I’ll count you as a friend indeed
And I’ll stand by you in your time of need
Drowning
What is it about falling in love
that makes us an emotional mess?
Even those as innocent as a dove
are too often put to the test.
I was one who took that leap
and made real the fantasy I bore.
I fell in love, abysmally deep
with a man I did long adore.
I didn't fear the depth of my fall
from the height of an amorous cliff.
No. What frightened me most of all
was living with wondering, "What if..."
What if I'd never taken the chance
to feel the warmth of his loving arms,
or not knowing the rhythm of our dance?
Wouldn't that have done me more harm?
I lived with the joy of him, only in a blink,
sailing through life in lighthearted days.
Our ship sprung a leak and began to sink.
Yet, with my captain, I decided to stay.
I lingered, though often longed to give up,
but my mutiny would've left him alone.
His orders were cruelest when in his cups...
more painful than the break of my bone.
I lived in wait, while drowning in sorrow
'til I knew the time had come to jump ship.
I kept thinking, I'll tell him tomorrow
but those words remained frozen on my lips.
I lived for months with the shallow hope
that he'd become the man I used to know.
I held on, one hand tethered to the rope
I'd have to cut when at last I turned to go.
He's in deep waters for I could not save
the man I thought would be my destiny.
I reached out to him, trying to be brave,
but he faltered and turned away from me.
To keep from drowning, I swam ashore.
There was nothing more I could do.
My cries, louder than the ocean's roar,
for a love once cherished, now gone askew.
Trembling, I stood and as I walked away,
I turned, searching each crested wave.
I prayed he would surface again one day
before he drank himself into the grave.
It wasn’t me that said I’m going to build a great wall
I’ll make Mexico pay! Now that takes gall
It wasn’t me that took millions from the NRA
Now he’s in their pocket and can’t take any guns away
It wasn’t me that promised new laws today
Then tomorrow forget what I had to say.
It wasn’t me that said I’d run into a school to face a gun.
When I had five draft deferrals to stay at home and have fun
It wasn’t me that everyone around, had to bail
Smart people jump ship to stay out of jail
It wasn’t me that cried Witch Hunt or Fake News
When I was cornered and didn’t want to lose.
It wasn’t me for who his advisors lied
Just to cover up things he wanted to hide
It wasn’t me that let my friends and relations
Take money and advantages of others nations
It wasn’t me that set myself up to fail
And now needs to be run out of town on a rail
3/3/2017
Collaboration with Sonny Roper a retired U.S. Navy military veteran
Taylor and Her Sailor - Limerick
There Once Was A Lady Named Taylor
Who Fell In Love With A Two-Timing Sailor
One Day, She Caught Him In The Act
Now ... That's Him On Cracker Jack !
For He's Either Lost At Sea or A Jump-Ship Traitor
Written & Copyrighted ©: 10/24/2013
by: MoonBee Canady
Theres a very simple thing in life, and its called love. Love conquers all. Love has conquered me, finally. Conquered me by knowing, feeling, living unconditional love.
Born into love, live it, breathe it, fall in love, fall out of love, love has conquered you.
I thought my love for you conquered the love you didn’t have for yourself or the love you thought did not exist. And briefly it was there. My love has been twisted, abused, assaulted and antagonised. I thought this was to my detriment, but it is to my growth.
My love, my truth, my honesty has been distorted beyond recognition where by I no longer recognise you.
This is where I jump ship and leave you with the memory, memories that are.
Ups and down, in and outs, I have set sail for whatever comes my way.
Love is not measurable, love is not sex, love is not man or woman or love for one or other. Love is love. Love is knowing.
This is not love, any more. So saddens me to say.
Paul
~Haiku~
your love flew away
like a migrating bird
and never came back...
~Limerick~
Your lack of love pushed me to the floor
I couldn’t take it anymore
I signed on the dotted line
You were no longer mine
Why don’t you just hit the door?
~Couplet~
We entered into a partnership
Six months down the line you decided to jump ship
7th place
Contest: Divorse Club
Sponsor: PD
© November 2010
The Language of the Sea .......by Peter Onyancha
I am left in the marriage of one Odeon poet
At dawn there is light deep above the water
In the knowledge I jump ship; I advent
And dip my nervous finger inside
To feel the wetness of the water
I part my lips in awe, oar after oar
I paddle until I hear no echo
For the chubbiness of the waves of the sea
And the sea wives, swinging their waves, hear
That way I speak in a language
That only I and the sea understand
But I have lost my Odeon poet
(This is the 6th stanza of a long poem titled: The uselessness of Poetry)
About time,
I've paid my dues I've crossed the line,
This moment I thought would never come,
Is in my grasp, the deed now done.
Don't get me wrong, I loved my Mum,
But all that passed would surely stun
Even a saint or the Lord above,
So tiring being an aimless dove.
Now I'm ready to take the world by storm,
Show them my worth, no longer act forlorn,
The wife I always wanted by my side,
I can finally get into my Kingly stride.
The Little niggle that remains,
Harry's willful character that pains,
I've summoned experts to hear what they might say
To finally obtain a sample of his mysterious DNA.
I'm not claiming he's not mine,
But as Americans would shout, ‘I wouldn't bet a dime’,
Thank goodness I've got my other boy,
A stand-up chap that brings me nothing but pure joy.
As to Camilla, my soulmate from the start,
From whom they never could tear me far apart,
She now stands by me as my Queen,
You saw me beam with joy like a lovestruck teen.
Don't get me wrong,
I'm painfully aware my reign may not be long,
But while I'm here, I plan to make my mark,
Understanding this job is no cakewalk in the park.
I've got the Aussies wanting to jump ship.
The Canadians on their own perennial trip,
The Scots plotting for a Clansman King,
And Parliament seeking me do next to nothing.
Yet I've got a plan,
Something that will surely stun,
Become a multimedia star,
And thus take them all across the bar.
I can jig, dance and sing,
Fly helicopters, do pretty much of anything,
Plant trees, help save our World
How can all of this be thought absurd.
Politicians just blow smoke,
Send their countries near flat broke,
I instead bring Billions in
Collecting smiles from wheresoever I have been.
That said let me enjoy my moment in the sun,
Reflecting on all that's been and done,
My resolve is firm, my duty clear,
My life's work is aimed at all, both far and near.
So rest easy, enjoy the ride,
Sailing smoothly on a flowing tide,
Over a thousand years in the making
My oath is one of giving and not taking.
I once was a farmer
I worked the land
I reaped the corn
With a scythe in my hand
I ploughed my furrow
I sowed my seed
I grew my crops
My family to feed
One day hot and thirsty
With the sun going down
I went for to drink
At the alehouse in town
As I was a drinking
There at the Inn
Without any warning
The press gang came in
So I was taken
I was taken so fast
And told that my future
Was before the mast
So in my fields
I no longer plough
Instead the wide ocean
I must plough now
From hauling on ropes
My hands are all torn
Sometimes I wish
I had never been born
Our captains a hard man
If one of us fails
He'll have us flogged
With a cat o' nine tails
When I climb the rigging
I oft times will find
I think of the family
That I left behind
One day I'll jump ship
And I'll stay on shore
I'll serve the Kings navy
Never no more
I'll return to my loved ones
I'll go back to the land
Once more I will reap
With my scythe in my hand
I've sailed the wide oceans
Seen Paris and Rome
But nothing compares
With my humble home
Denis Briggs
I haven’t written a fiddle-faddle footle in a while. Here goes:
flotsam
bought some
floating
doting
for miles
exiles
flash scenes…
careens
ah trees…
no…bees!
coasting
ghosting
swirling
whirling
fish fly
oh my
up creek
looks bleak
fiddle…
diddle
faddle…
straddle
fiddle
twiddle
faddle -
paddle?
big scream
no dream
jump ship
don’t slip
soft land
life’s grand
my feet
take seat
debris
past me…
i sleep
dream deep
3/15/2022
Each fragile dandelion Orb of feathered, tiptoed seeds
Invite Curiosity's breath to loft your prosperous needs
Anchor away La Pinta, La Niña, cast off Santa Maria
Heave hoe your Astrolabe Star ward to map Nirvana
Sail well past your daunting precipice in daring abandon
The Perils of Earth's plate, let emptier thoughts imagine
Be bold. Lift in weightless step. Jump ship to board Apollo
Hitch a ride to wander in imagination the coming tomorrow
Naked alone my teeth are sinking in the bone
The ship is sinking all are in fear
I do, let's jump; overboard
Naked clotheless the chocolates are in the sea
Man overboard, Set the sails and let's jump ship
Naked and ready to go
Jane Fonda Knows what to do
Jane fonda Knows everything
She is life itself and i'm the chocolate beneath her teeth
Set sail and lets go ho ho ho
Art called out leave all you are doing
Art called out to me follow me now
Art called my name let me show you
Art said to me please follow me Jonah
Hold the pen once more
Visualize once more
Inspire once more
Do write once more
Art said to me
To Taasis do not go
For there only loss
Will you count
Embrace your calling art
Keep the pen scribbling
Do not neglect your gifts
Art did call out to me
For my pen had grown idle
As a fatigued body
Succumbed to deep sleep
Eyes unable to stay open
Art called out my name Roi
Do not forsake your gift
Do not neglect your calling
Jump ship i will hold you
#Rebirth of roy
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