Best Steamship Poems

The Dilettante Diaries: "Open Door Barefoot"



Open door to closed room
Ceiling smashed
Stars in a very clear sky
Fresh air 
taken into lungs
Risen
from 
the 
Lake of None

Arrival of White Doves

Broken glass, careful where you step 
Barefoot Bleeds Love

(Lovejoy-Burton/October 2018)
for my daughter, Georgia








"THAT crazed girl improvising her music. Her...

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When roof beams have stored old suitcases
and collected dust through generations
Timeless quality genuine leather, with respect for craft
// The faithful suitcase was packed 


They hide secrets about unknown journeys
With salt water in the blood vessels, aboard on the steamship
Smell of pipe tobacco and salted fish...

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A Hint at What Is Beautiful : 
Lovely is the 'bless your heart' 
Wrapped with appreciation, 
Offered to peace inclined individuals 
Who make a special effort 
To nurture shrapnel singed casualties 
In the midst of napalm sedated air, 
Conveying their humankind, unobtrusively 
Also, unassumingly, in...

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Let me tell you a story . . . 

The RMS Titanic steamship was the largest 
and most magnificent ship in the world (at the time)
high as an 11 story building 
and long as 4 "long" city blocks
she was considered unsinkable
boasted of water tight bulkhead...

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I
Never one to shackle one with the past
Yet humans use words to distort
Time, our guilt or responsibility
In that sense, the Past is a scapegoat
An escape route, and inconsistent ally:
If one has/ had parents, one has a past
And we give it life with our names ...
When...

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Brother and Father, true
Of 90 years, they have no clue
Grandchildren rush to wishes, send
None yet, from the great-grandson at Trent's end

Born in the depression pit
Promised relief if at desk, you sit
Watched a subcontinental tear
To join a state of emergency, rare

From steamship to service royal
You proved...

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If you look at Stephen Foster,
who wrote songs for the minstrel shows,
you wouldn’t expect a genius
that all of the world would know.
He was another bookkeeper
for a steamship company,
until he started writing tunes
that to this day sound masterly.
Today those same minstrel shows
seem quite insulting to good...

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I
The railway is long gone
In the 1960s, Apartheid ethnic townships were grown
Where I sit now, is one - "Coloured" Newtown -
But raping of nature as culture, as steamship-pasts
When transported folk (colonial) found new castes
Around the globe - nation, race, faith - when the sun 
Never...

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once, oh so long ago
when there was a shining sun,
I held a fair maiden
in my arms
her eyes gleamed with love
our arms entwined
there was a cyrstal clear mountain lake,
an idyllic tarn
and a sense of joy about us

there is now no sun
the lake is dry
the arms are...

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The Titanic the luxury steamship

Fabulously built and true legend

On her maiden joyous voyage

Crossing the North Atlantic ocean

From the port of Southampton, England

to the new world and New York city

Fate suddenly struck with drama

At the dawn of a new century

In a moonless dark night

In early April...

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