Boats Poems - Poems about Boats

ABYSS Abyss, a Place of Redemption solace space curling then unfurling here we sail drowsy dark seas no boats or oars, unaccompanied converse with walrus and whales black shimmers silent, we brook it Abyss, a cloak of protection as alchemy distills gross, grime, goo a thousand fingers unseen sew broken pieces of Life, loosen patronising hooks Angels of ...

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The quiet in the house is a different kind of quiet now. Not the hush of sleep, or the stillness before a game. It’s a heavy blanket, smothering the corners where her laughter used to bloom, where her humming filled the kitchen like a warm, familiar song. Austin Kyle, the older one, tries to be the man. His small shoulders...

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Paper boats floating in puddles of water Every little child’s sweet desire we’d cater Like paper boats we now float on life’s great ocean Our great minds carrying our thoughts and notions But let us travel light and not carry the weight Or like soaked paper boats will we lose our state ...

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fishing boats in the harbour ~ the watery stillness is deafening...

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One silly tune was running up and down It couldn’t find the exit from my head I let it out when I went downtown To buy some wine and cumin flavoured bread The tune came back again, this time around It sounded more complex to my ears The sun and shades were playing on the ground The same old pantomime they do...

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Words flow like liquid starlight, Spilling from quill to parchment, Each letter is a paper boat Sailing on a river of ink. Thoughts, fragile vessels, Laden with whispers and dreams, Navigate the currents of time, Seeking a distant shore. Pages rustle like autumn leaves, Their edges kissed by candlelight, As emotions, once formless mist, Crystallise into tangible script. The reader unfolds each missive, A cartographer of the heart, Mapping...

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They're children of the sand, sand in an hourglass Sands of time running out, running from their past Desert winds howl, howl like hungry ghosts Howling louder than bombs and tyrannical hosts Little feet march, march across scorched earth Marching away from the land of their birth They bear the weight, weight of family dreams Weighing down shoulders, bursting at the seams Borders...

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If the boats had never came and colonisers none Genocide never happened, wars had not begun, Darker skin I would have and life I would not fear If the boats had never came, I would still be here. Gathering rich bush food upon my mother land I embrace my peaceful place drawing on gold sand, Lightest zephyr prompting...

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My life is a boat Details obscured In dark waters Language too complicated to wrap your head around Calculations made to sail away From any conversation My words are the hull of this ship My brain the captain Keeping me afloat Until I sink The metal bowels break Plunging me into the depths below My mind is...

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We sail through life upon stormy waters And sometimes calm We need to keep stable To survive and keep afloat Sometimes we use a compass and sextant To navigate steering in the right direction Exploring new adventures And avenues With the wind in our sails We journey hopefully Toward the horizon ahead and the hanging sun The folding waves Wild and unpredictable unforgiving Have taken So many to...

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Buzz buzz go the jet ski's, Chug chug go the glass bottomed boats, The speedboats race leaving a long white flume, The water bubbles from the pool aerator. There's all of the beautiful people who stride around like posers, There's the strange body shapes that just let it all hang out. There's the floats and the balls, There's the parents warning calls. Children...

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The many boats around sit in the harbour One tailing the other now and then Serried lined and flanked with one another They pause for thought gathering day before them The ferrous water sits so still in motion As plankton line the sterns and afts like moluscs Peeping over ropes and bobbing under Waiting out the storming rain and thunder They never see...

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(Dedicated to one of my childhood friends) You were one of those charming lilies that bloomed, so fresh, in my springtime pond; when my homesick wings of longings flutter and soar, and my mind alights on the periphery of the playparks of the past, I reminisce all the little fun we had along with our other friends - as we...

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A yacht named Archimedes passed Behind the local ferry, Both likely headed to complete Today’s itinerary. I know just where the ferry goes And what it’s like to ride it. As for the yacht, I’d love to see Exactly what’s inside it. My chance of doing that is nil, But not so with the ferry. How different would those two rides be? You know the...

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Boats Best vehicles in the world Buddy of humanity Businesses all over the world runs by you Buddists even praises you Bisons have seen the rest of the world because of you Beasts of north has seen east Because of you humanity has seen the World ..........

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