Best Tank Ship Poems

Who is a Prisoner Now
 
My back yard has high walls and is like sun trap, I sit here and 
get a tan in winters... the walls, cracked, need a lick of paint. 
I can see a map of Europe, lakes, rivers and open plains...

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The Nature of Success. 

On an old tank ship that was so slow it felt as
we were suspended in time, a world shrunk 
only us the ocean and the rhythmic hear beat 
of the engine… and when the ship birthed, at 
some god forsaken refinery,...

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Away From the Camera. 

In the Bay of Bengal, near Tripura, a tank ship ran 
aground, an old ship that had been economical for 
its owner, carrying crude for a hungry west and
crewed by low paid seamen. And she was sold to 
the people who...

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Fifty Years Ago a Dedication  
It was nice day in the Caribbean Sea I was on 
a small tank ship called “Saphir” a radio message
the president Kennedy had been assassinated.
Deep silence in the mess hall, because he was 
to use a modern vernacular: The...

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The Merchant seafarers` war

When world war two started Norway was
neutral but unsure which side to stay on.
The English thought occupying Norway 
but they were too late the German army had
done the occupation.
The British sent a ragtag military force to Norway
trying to cut the country in...

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The Cow

By the edge of the cliff where the grass is juicy
the cow tried to eat it all the last straw you can say
alas, it tipped over and fell into the sea
and since happened in Dover, it swam to Holland
and joined the Dutch cattle.
This was...

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Agoraphobia
 Voyaging from Cuba to South Korea across the Pacific
takes about three weeks on an old freighter, but we knew
it had a beginning and an ending.
We have been held up in our flat for three weeks with
no ending in sight, next week it is said...

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The end of everything

The master of the old tank ship that resembled a schooner
sat fretting in his cabin; for twenty years he had been
the master of the ship, a friendship between the animate
and the inanimate had developed.
During the war years, the ship delivered high-octane plane
fuel...

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Voyaging 

The high seas and the battle for a meaning
of life, not on a ship that runs on routine.
The Panama Canal, have I been there once
not sure, I vaguely remember a tank ship
 pulled by trains; I might be erroneous.
A miniature community of lost people
changing...

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68 years ago

68 years ago, I was onboard the world's oldest tank ship
wooden decks and looking like a sailing ship more than 
a tanker in the Black Sea on the way to Odesa. 
The sea had ice flakes, fishing vessels got stuck, and a Russian
minesweeper...

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Remembering a dog


When I was young and for us not rich there was
navy academia you could learn engineering, navigation 
and catering, with my eyesight I settled for catering
After going through the grades, I got a certificate that I was
a chief steward. a job which consisted...

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The shipping accident

It was late evening when the captain of a Russian owner cargo came down from the bridge where he and the first mate had mapped the route from Humberside to Amsterdam. North Sea is always a busy seaway 
In his cabin, lit a...

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A boy and shore leave

The 15 years old boy was standing on the poop deck of an old
tank ship late at night looking up to the millions of stars over The Red Sea.
His job was to clean pots and pans in the galley ruled over...

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A boy and shore leave

 The 15 years old boy was standing on the poop deck of an old tank ship
late at night, looking up at the millions of stars over
The Red Sea.

His job was to clean pots and pans in the galley ruled over by a...

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love on the high seas

He was a happy man, had passed the catering exam, and got employment as second cook on a tank ship 
To make happiness perfect his girlfriend had a job on the same ship, keeping the crew's mess hall clean.
How long was...

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