Best Steamer Poems

All that time will do 
is install you
in comfortable stockings.

The wind howls away the years.
Foxes hunt even while we sleep.
The binding is broken.
The straps are disconnected.

Wind carries away
even massive objects.
It is the tornado of life.
Chunk chunk
Clink clink

The mind keeps puffing
like a steamer.
Even pine trees are...

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The excitement mounted as we rummaged around in the attic looking through old steamer trunks for discarded clothes and props to make Halloween costumes. With an old suit and hat of Granddads, I became a hobo, and with an old dress, a pillow, and a...

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The captain’s eyes glow ruby red
Atop the steamer’s deck –
A rusted tin can set adrift
By rough Atlantic crests

A crimson emblem sanctions
This whaler’s floating tomb –
A battered vessel bearing
Insignias of doom

Red ember sparks illuminate
The old man’s hickory pipe,
As he begins to scour the sea
For subtle signs...

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As a dreamer, I never once dwelled on schemers,
            so, as a believer, I fell for him, a deceiver. 
I became an anger screamer and tear streamer
until romantic panic lay me down as griever.
...

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Written: November 11, 2023
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    Oh, what strength and valor the heart may be!
As a way of enduring life's various struggles,
    Minor flaws are where it typically...

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Cooks tamales daily.
Using steamer crock.
Stuff wrapper dough....

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Can't be for an old Stanley Steamer
With Bernie my car is a screamer
With magnet en route
If you see me please toot 
It’s strategically stuck on my bimmer*


*This is the correct spelling for a BMW car or person.  Mine is a previously-owned (many times over)...

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Solomon Cook

1820 – 1900

It was a miracle. 
I entered this wicked world with
Mother’s umbilical wrapped around my neck like a noose,
Inside a cold cabin made of stone.
My mother,
A beauty of burden,
Chopped the wood
And served chicken neck soup on special occasions.
My father taught me stories from...

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I am scared, and I have never been scared in my life. We lost our radio, radar, and other electronic navigation gear when we came through the Bermuda Triangle. One of the old salts aboard this rusty gray bucket of bolts they call a tramp...

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Brussels sprouts for breakfast, Brussels sprouts for lunch,
Sprouties served with iced champagne to make the perfect brunch!
Boiled and drowned in butter, or juiced to make a punch,
Brussels sprouts the tasty treat that I just love to munch!

Now I love to have a pet around but...

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Potatoes 
I was on old steamer once it was loaded with
Idaho potatoes and bound for Peru it was not much fun
with the potatoes came rats and insects 
but we got rid of them, the rats when unloading a Lima
Port, but there was a plague of...

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THE EMPRESS OF IRELAND

Two mighty workhorses, colliding Titans,
Leviathans of the Saint Lawrence river.
Devastation’s maritime wrecking balls,
Slamming head on, even after the warnings 
Sounding, had been given, by Captain Kendall.
Emerging on the starboard side, a distant light
 Did shine,  from the masthead on high.
The tramper...

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As I walked holding my overnight bag,
towards the steam locomotive,
the air in the hot night so sultry and steamy,
my clothes clung to me as I boarded,
the train steward showed me
to my cabin which had a small fridge,
which held microwaveable foods
and in a corner some popcorn...

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The Union Pacific steamer billowed clouds of smoke as down the rails it raced!
Young soldiers aboard the crowded train contemplated the dire fates they faced.
Melancholy thoughts of hearth and home this Christmas Day were hard to bear.
The mournful wail of the engine's whistle added to...

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I gently stroll along the shores
of stunning Windermere
twenty swans are gathered round
the old ramshackle pier
ahead the steamer gracefully glides
slight ripples in it's wake
the image of the fells around
reflect upon the lake
the vision trails for many a mile
a picture quite immense
superior panoramic view
stimulating every sense
blues and...

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