Best Skipper Poems

To the rock
   That wished to fly
   Like a butterfly 

   Sent skipping along
   The mirrored sky
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I be a common salty once
          no captain's bars, did bear
     ...

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When The Party Is Over

When the party’s over, the rising sun shines, with all eyes squinting
Make-up smeared on face’s, some have slimy snail skin
A woman...

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Written: March 28, 2024 For Constance La France Contest

Quote: (The real voyage of discovery consists not in seeking new landscapes, but in having new eyes.)...

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Addictions, restrictions, afflictions, decisions,
A needle, a bottle, step down hard on that throttle!
Disaster, no more laughter, destruction for years after.
Placate, eradicate, fornicate, masturbate,
Addiction.  Restriction....

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The Captain bellowed out the order,
soon after the midnight bell;
He said, "batten down the hatches boys,
we're in for a night a hell.

Seems storm force winds...

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I'll tell you a tale
of our own Devil's Island
and the demonic crash
of the waves in the swell.
The smell and the taste
of the ball breaking weather;
the...

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Sailing oceans on my clipper 
She was named the Song of the Sea
I'm her only female skipper
My name it is Rosie Marie

I love to hear...

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Two butterflies I saw one summers day
Mesmerized me with their antics in flight
Looked like an aerial ballet display 
A dingy skipper and one that was...

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Half a mile from the shore
boats turn into diving fish,
the sky roars by
derailed by the horizon.

The Lake Erie ferry
skims the crashing crests
rises as a seagull,
scooping...

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Our love is like Gilligan's Island
but what we have is so much more
And to all the girls that I've loved before
they are but Brady Bunches...

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I've got a dish of killifish
I wish to eat that silly fish
Baked, or fried in peanut oil
Roasted, dried, or let to boil.

Make me a star-gazy...

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I wrote this after a conversation with an old retired fisherman whilst sitting on the harbour wall at Mousehole in Cornwall, UK ...

The old man...

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(note: The site restrictions don't allow long epic poems, so I have split this into 6 segments, each should run straight on from the previous...

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I am Flight Sgt Ramsay Roe, and my memories have faded,  
Of my experiences in Burma, and their chronological order, 
But into my memory’s...

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