Best Mizzen Poems

Here we are in 1650, which is ten minutes to five
swing the wheel to the West, which is left,
put your sun cream away, man the...

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Abaft the beam the aberration spun
Below the turbid surface like a pearl
Commanding all attentions, overrun

Dissolving as colloidal midst the swirl
Encircled tons of matter as dissolved
Fierce...

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How black the seas in a pounding storm!
   The lanterns were all blown out.
Only the lights within still burned
   For crewmen...

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So bridge to bridge, of other things speaking
Of which my comedy does not take care,
We walked; and reached the top, when seeking
For watching the next...

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The Man O'War HMS Arcturus dominated the billowin' main!
Foes were fearful of closin' battle with 'er should they ever deign!
What a magnificent and imposin' sight...

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Spider’s Rigging
“I had resolved on a voyage around the world, and as the wind
on the morning of April 24, 1895 was fair, at noon I...

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All is calm, all is at rest where once a storm had brew. No spray of mist, no violent torrent, nor upheaval of swelling wave...

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Cap'n & the Wench *part the second*

Says the Wench to the Cap'n "I thinks I'll have Me a Tequila!" 
So says the Cap'n to the...

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" Rime of the Ridiculous Mariner "

{warbled to the Merry Tune: Jingle Bells!}

Jingle Bells & Flyin' Hulls
All sheets in so tight~
Yikes Ahoy! There's the ploy!
Sail...

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On an azure expanse without prospect or sail
        the debris of my ship rent asunder from gale
 ...

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They said she sails forever the seas off Cape Horn:
See her and wish to God you never was born. 
Laugh if you wish but ...

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My youth was like a treasure map
in finest detail drawn,
experiences marker buoys,
of perils would they warn.
Islands of opportunity
places I dreamt of most
all littered with ambition
scattered...

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The table is laid and untouched
  Blankets of silence hold sway,
The table is laid and untouched,
  Day becomes day after day
The lamplight’s burning...

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I was born in a landlocked getaway town
Where all the colors were black, gray, or brown.
Jobs at the steel mill were ratcheting down.
It was not...

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Billowing white
A tall masted ship
Gleaming wet
Sped on
In to a setting sun
 
Mizzen and top gallants flying
Such golden light
Fell upon a ship
That sped on 
In to...

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