Bluefish Poems - Poems about Bluefish

...Became because Background bedbug Boldface bookcase Blackmail blacklist Misspoke backstroke Bellboy below Blacksmith bluefish Backside backslide 4/1/24 Written words by Jam......Read the rest...

...Brutal winds snap frozen branches, no drowsy Tree Sparrows soak up sun rays; I shiver wondering if they can survive... somewhere huddled together to stay alive! The Hudson River has the slowest......Read the rest...

...Headlines of irony in life… Human satire—cuts like a knife. The unsinkable ship, that sinks. Surrounded by peeps, yet alone. Priests who ‘prey’—yet sins they atone. Pastor fights alcohol, but dr......Read the rest...

...Oh, my heart will always be At a cottage by the sea Me and Michael, mom and dad What memories did my family had Lobsters clams and knotty pine Shore dinners with the neighbors we did dine Peanu......Read the rest...

...I am a vision of Cody Immortal now at five dollars First beers in Lowell actually on Jack Kerouac Flutes Sirens and choppers A blended symphony A cacophony in warm morning sun Words in St......Read the rest...

...In some places, springs leaves too early making way for the fun season; whichever the activity we choose, let's do it well and happily... before loneliness sinks us into unbearable despair. I......Read the rest...

...No much to do on a lovely day? Grab your fishing pole, go to a peaceful spot where the sun is bright and seagulls swoop; don't mind a cloud that's gray, it will turn golden and sparkle with light, by......Read the rest...

...Slick seaweed captures her footprints. Rock jetty perils are concealed as a thick, salty shroud begins to lift. Waves’ power lures her. Above deep water she bends, chilled by spray......Read the rest...

...Our oceans and rivers, once so limpid, have become huge dumps for industries and sewages, doesn't the stench make anyone sick? Blame your inactive Congressman for not halting the daily, ille......Read the rest...

...The bed feels so much purrfect on the morning warm. Comfort holds like sleepy pillowed arms If I could just say "Presto" and return I'd rise to walk a beach in rising sun Dressed in might as we......Read the rest...