Best Port Poems

There was a fellow riding a certain train,
And he posted an unpopular refrain,
In it he said, the innocents are dead,
With politicians and voters to blame.

To choose is what many profess, 
And we wouldn’t have anything less,
But our elected use quill, translate that to kill,
And babes...

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We move with wheels that whip and whir
a human hive, spinning with a purpose 
cohesive and connected, in one accord. 

By the sweat of the brow, legs churning 
we flow with the wind, with beating hearts 
racing along roadways and up steep hills. 

Now we...

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Port Talbot

The city of steel,
Is the place where I belong,
Under its industrial cloak and working class reel,
Where talent is abundant and steelworkers are made from steel.
The city of steel,
The place where chimneys stack high out of reach,
And golden sand river from its arms,
Where identity and...

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Port of Call


Barefoot on a talcum beach,

alone, not lonely,

with the breath of the ocean a caressing balm,
soothing pained memories away,
to the swaying of a solitary palm.


Barefoot on a talcum beach,

alone, not lonely,

feeling the brushing away of all past turmoil,
on a quest for solace, ever so...

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A port in Italy

Livorno was a dark town with sparse light that appeared Russian
at an open place with many trucks and many women milling about
I paid one she bent over the bonnet of a car
did this to relieve the boredom and the onset of depression.
When...

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embark in the adventure called life...although  final port is unknown...

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Excellence of spirit begets
Excellence of mind.
Innate in some it resides
Others strive to imbibe.

Climbing a mountain requires
Skills commensurate with the task.
Energy sapped, discomfort induced
Food eaten, transforms to vapour.

Friends abandoned below 
For the joy of mentors above.
Looking not below still
Focus placed above ever. 

To the uninformed observers
Such...

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Apparently, they ruled with an iron fist
In the chilling jaws of Terror
Of men intoxicated for the kill
Salivating for blood of kindred
Free for the rape and extortion
In the bastion of Kismayo, Port City of Somalia

The crooked reasons of eating oneself
In a serial bloodbath of a nation
Usurping...

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Wistful is the heart, silent the walls
    where the gambols of youth echoed.
A return tale’s sentimental journey
  inside the gates of Sweet Briar Road

Long it behoves me my thanksgiving 
    to you, aunties Yvonne and Jocelyn T.
For all...

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                A Simpler Time
                 1961 ~ 1968
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You’ve heard the saying
Any port in a storm
With chemo – a chest port
Is usually the norm
I’ll have a nickel-sized bump
Or a quarter at best
Just over my heart
Left side of my chest
And through it all fluids will enter
And through it all blood work will leave
They say...

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'Pon Mt. Edgecumbe lies soft serve ice cream
Being surrounded by fuchsia lips
Wishfully gazed upon by a cobalt blue dream
Over the port full of harbor ships 

Colors of the sky predicting snow pretty ugly
The ice cream running down the mountain awfully good
Those waters in the harbor...

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Santa shouts out, the sleigh has sprung a leak
Below steam emerged, forming frozen streaks
Smells like ‘Brussel sprouts’
We’ve took the wrong route
Nay! sneers rudolf, your undercarriage’s weak


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Maja, Noah and little Luke
all excited and looking so cute
with Mommy, Daddy and the rest of the clan
we grab the bags and pile into the van.

We leave the house just before dawn
Grandma stays back as we move on
on to the airport we’ve said our goodbyes
it’s...

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"Life is like a boat tossed on the deep sea
To journey through sunshine and stormy waves." By author

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