Best Sailed Poems
TRUE LOVE SAILED OVER SEAS
Have I met trouble when I met your ocean eyes
for beneath that steady gaze, I reach the highest sky?
Slothful moon turned grey, so the stars: tired and pale
when I behold your white angelic grace. . .
Distant and unfamiliar you may seem,
I wasn't afraid to run, run and catch your gleam
without a guarantee of us becoming one,
still, I pursue to behold you, my woman.
I am no Romeo nor you are not Juliet
but allow me to prove, I love immaculate...
Hundred miles and hundred days we may separate,
yonder, seasons change, my heart to you, I dedicate.
Overseas, each time the ship reach the shore,
immediately like thunder, I trip to the door
for me to send my love letter or find a phone
excited I am, the opportunity, I don't postpone!
Pity at that time, no internet or cellphones yet
so the instant a signal peeps, it's you, I first check.
My ears blush and so I am in fever love
each time our exchange of thoughts began.
Then again while we talk, sometimes, the signal fret,
or without proper warning our chats end to wreck.
Coins gone and so time on shore is done, again I want to dial
My sunshine smile not turning to the river Nile...
My heart on somersaults when they hand me your letter
like a little boy with his favorite toy, I keep it near my chest
awhile I am on reversed cardiac arrest, I confess.
Winter feeling I have blown and within is a summer weather,
ten months or a year in the middle of the sea
with only your letters and photo I kiss, I, in jubilee!
Years passed, I came home and I search your address,
my intentions of wanting to marry you, I will express.
Your parents, unsure of me, they probe too much.
How many women I touched-- I gone to bed with
for am a sailor, they thought to any girl I resort,
I was stunned but I remain calm and quiet
as I know myself, loyal to you and no one else.
I tried to woo them and prove, my only love is you.
God must have blessed us-- as their stone heart melt,
a year later, my dream of being your husband came true.
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©O. E. Guillermo
07:42 pm, January 19, 2015
Applauding sun’s halo~ inspiring, rewarding,
Mindfully I rise with the ebullient awakening
Letting soul enliven while robins are singing
And horizon crimson glimmers in dawning.
I hold time still for the blossoms of spring,
Rivers that burble sprucing green prairies
And blue tides bouncing summer’s revelry
And resplendent dazzle of autumnal leaves.
Every memento of love I treasure in delight,
In embrace of family, I cheer life sublime
Rejoicing when I sense success in their eyes
Celebrating milestones of things done right.
Realizing I own a mere fraction of eternity
Elated I feel holding just a speck of infinity
Succeeding more often than failing or quitting
Coping resolutely with poor hand of destiny.
I shun nightmares, choosing dreams of night
Lifting troubled mind when grief occupies,
When darkness rules, I invoke moonlit skies
And paint on visage of hope blissful smiles.
I yearn not for the ships that already sailed,
Regret not having tried the conquests I failed,
But I chase prospects of aspirations deferred
Yet, remain focused on things that matter.
July 20, 2021
Placed 1st: Motivation poetry contest
Sponsor: Shreya LN
“Oh that ship has sailed..”
Shaking his head, following her voice as it trailed
He smiles to himself, ’give it time’, he knew, rays of Joy crack through disdain
It was love at first sight, the surround greyed and paled
Spotting this electric eccentric, dancing in the rain
“Oh that ship has sailed..”
As time flowed by, he knew how they’d not failed
He is her best friend through all; hysterical laughter to anguish and pain
He smiles to himself, ‘give it time’, he knew, rays of Joy crack through disdain
She loves him wholehearted, though never been veiled
On the news of their daughter, he’d tried proposing, in vain
“Oh that ship has sailed..”
Now soo much older, their matured rich love haled
She is both bubbly and light, and a grumpy old pain
He smiles to himself, “give it time’, hew knew, rays of Joy crack through disdain
She turns to face him, happy laughter regaled
He takes her hand, “So about that sword cane…”
“Oh that ship has sailed..”
He smiles to himself, ‘give it time’, he knew, rays of Joy crack through disdain
Contest: Third-Person Villanelle Poetry Contest
Hosted by: L.Milton Hankins
Date: 23.11.2022
Once I sailed the Oceans,
braving the blue cold water
like a restless young shark,
sea monsters meant naught
and mermaids sang to me....
Once I flew thru the Skies
freer than any eagle could,
seeing the world below
as heaven laid out for me
while I soared and soared....
Once I walked the Earth,
a small giant, a large grin,
as men stepped back
and women came forward....
But now Time's tempered
my once hot iron and cooled
my fevered brain, and God
has wrung me inside out
till my soul shone its brilliance
and I hid my old face in shame,
in shame, in shame....
Heaven and Hell are both gifts,
now I can see, fruit of the same tree,
the one Adam, Eve were told to flee....
And God gives so much, so much, and
so many chances, so many, many chances....
Seven ships sailed south to Salem
Sacks of spices sweet sacks of salt
Riding wave’s ridges roughly
Roughly riding seas to south
Blue shallows secrets silent secluded traps
With coral teeth and rocky cracks
Fountains sprout from huge fish backs
The Kraken awaits amidst ruined ships
With sharp hungry salivating mouth
Yet the captain steers clear of this fear
As ports draw close and harbours near
And as the schooners dock and anchor
As the seven ships docked safe
And sound in Salem’s port
On Salem’s ground
My neighbor is a pirate of fame
Who sailed and pillaged from Maine to Spain
I once heard his old parrot mimic
Phrases common to a pirate’s gimmick.
I saw his long broadsword and musket
Looking quite time-worn, used and rustic.
He has a plumed hat, spy glass, boot scraps,
Black eye patch, peg leg and treasure maps.
My neighbor cannot shiver me spine,
He is way too short and only nine.
Villanelle: French Gourmand once sailed to the Isle of Ewe
Dedicated to the great French actor, Off Course!
French Gourmand once sailed to the Isle of Ewe
Must you invite high breeds to the Hebrides
To maggis shellfish wine said: I love you!
Starved Loch Ness Monster kept well out of view
For this Gourmet eats even monster breeds
French Gourmand once sailed to the Isle of Ewe
Medieval monarchs gulped innerns – rest threw
To the serfs lords ladies dogs and hybrids
To maggis shellfish wine said: I love you!
French Gourmand let Scots talk their tartans through
Venison loins he carved out for his needs
French Gourmand once sailed to the Isle of Ewe
Goths Visigoths Vikings Normans or Dieu*
Falstaff nose and paunch hide much actor’s deeds
To maggis shellfish wine said: I love you!
Eiffel Tower Louvre Versailles nothing new
Mountain Man kept apart Scylla Charibdis
French Gourmand once sailed to the Isle of Ewe
To maggis shellfish wine said: I love you!
• Dieu: God, but French pronunciation, please!
He might take exception.
© T. Wignesan – Paris, 2015
My Boat sailed away
dark clouds collided
above the vast ocean
waves hit
strongly urged
my boat
sailed away from me
led away
precious treasure
a special heart
turbulence wind
so powerful
ready to roll
the banner on a mast
a white banner
beautifully embroidered
knitted with
love
my favorite boat
sailed away
vast oceans
can’t be
be measured
strong expectation
the captain
remain victorious
to guide my boat
sailing safely
develop the white banner
embroidered with love
till longing bring you back
meet these eyes
who never tired
waiting for the boat
carve the sea level
and sail back
~ (c) Sukmawati Komala ~
19 April 2013
Long ago has patience sailed.
Storming words and falling tears
Short is the patience and compassion unyielding in the sea of despair
Tough to swallow, tough to bear
Unfortunate is thee the receiver
a ship has sailed
tears flowing
a labored breath
upon my cheek
off in the distance
dark shadows looming
out to sea her image fading
a ship has sailed
Just within the twinkling of an eye,
I found myself a success,
When I thought I was going on a journey
which would never end.
I never gave up the courage,
'Cause I've always known
the future holds a lot for me.
I made everything possible,
I worked hard,
Going through thick and thin,
Burning candles at both ends,
I never gave up,
I never quitted,
I never showed a white feather.
After all,I thank God I sailed through.
_1st-QUATRAIN:_
To Death, My Love Sailed, Striding Down Bare
Ground/
That Of This Molten Top, Alone i Rest/
Thou See'st Of Me In Sorrow's Den Abound/
Which By And By, Rough Winds Doth Bring To
Dearth.
_2nd-QUATRAIN:_
That Gourd Of Time Thou Brought In Me Of Joy/
And Oh, Upon Those Moments Came Relief/
We Ate, We Dine, We Held Our Sacred Choice/
Each Gracious Time With You, A Soothing Meet/
_3rd-QUATRAIN:_
For Every Feelings Shared, Each Others Side/
And Every Rhythms Played From Every Song/
Each PLeasures Found From All Emotions Bright/
Would Never Fade, Nor Fall's On Natures Plot.
_COUPLET:_
Always With You I'll Stay, In All My Days/ Our
Mem'ries Made, Not Death Could Take Away!"
Life is that little thing
at the end of a taut wire
that, for the moment,
you cannot let go...
Nor should you want to,
for the gods are aware
of the taut wire
and where it leads.
Life is that crazy thing
that you cannot control
or patiently push
in a wanted direction.
Nor should you want to,
for the gods watch your every move
and demand
a fitful worship.
See them on the highest moon -
higher than ours
on ghostly night
of red-sailed ships.
That is imaginative life
and what it means
to express it freely,
wantonly, here, to you.
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Julia Ward,
9/19/2015
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Contest - What Life Means To You
Sponsor - Nayda Ivette Negron
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Honorable Mention
The Oceans sailed
I drove down to the coast today, could feel it pull
after all I was in the navy for 30 years and the oceans
treated me well not letting my ship sink, drowning me.
The sea was grey/blue a monster asleep, yet not to
be trusted the marina was full of motor boats
or shall we call them yachts? They all looked alike made
of plastic **** used for summer weather only.
I was not a good seafarer didn`t like to sit in a mess hall playing cards,
but I could sit for hours watching how the beast breathed in and out
and on stormy weather found a place on the deck just to see it rage.
Farewell my oceans I will not see you again nor shall I miss you a lover
that holds no secrets in her embrace but death.
though that ship had sailed ~ was my ship
I'm standing on the dock, still watching
with a mixture of sad feelings
which exist inside my lonely heart
thoughts meanders throughout my head
one of those thoughts I have come to know
now, I have the what it's ~ what if
I had met her twenty years ago
our lives might have been different
I would love her as she would love me
living our lives to the fullest
respecting each other everyday
though that ship had sailed, we have not
this friendship goes far beyond friendship
a love does exist between us
as friends who will love cause they are friends
we simply are the best soulmates
forever and always her and I