Canoe Poems

It's dark.
The moon is a slice in the sky.
The canoe is gliding in the lake.
The dock is extending in the lake.
The trail is running by the lake.
The trail is curving by the water.
The trail is swerving in the trees.
The woods...Read More

'Neath the mountain, on river bends bank 
Paw prints left...where old grizzly drank 
A canoe, missing a plank 
Abandoned...near it sank 
My mind, to be frank 
Clackety clank 
Drew a blank 
I thank... 
Hank...Read More

Long ago upon the shore, the last remaining Stegosaur
A chill wind blew where ferns once used to sway
And this may not be topical, but dinosaurs were tropical
But now the sky was overcast and grey

This Stegosaur would not grow old, his...Read More

A free verse done in a quatern form  (1st line moves to each stanza but  is here, I have more syllables in each line in free form then is allowed inQuatern 



     This scene...Read More

light
mirrors
Autumn's face
on calm waters
the scene disturbed by a passing canoe

the scene disturbed by a passing canoe
on calm waters
Autumn's face
mirrors
light



(Tetractys)


09,23,2019
image # 1
Make It Five Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Joseph May...Read More

My 
canoe
and paddle
lake smooth as glass
as close to paradise as I can get

09/23/2019...Read More

One
Peaceful
Canoe ride
Early autumn   
A time to refresh and rejuvenate

9/21/19

Image # 1 Chosen

Contest: Make It Five Poetry Contest

Sponsor: Joseph May

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you think I'm simple minded because I'm nice
when all I said was never fear knowledge
after assassinating my inner constable
to no on stage ill effect whatsoever
jury selection being finally recognized 
as a ghost in the compulsory banquet gravy
tilting the scales of...Read More

slicing silently
through unruffled waves
a stealth canoe



posted on September 10, 2019...Read More

i'm up a creek

i have a paddle

but no canoe...Read More

Where a year seems like an eternity to you
getting through to tomorrow is progress
Never have such words rang so true

You were a paddle less canoe
Caught in the rapids under stress
Where a year seems like an eternity to you

Day after day...Read More

We're on our way to Island Bay
To sun and swim, relax and play
Canoe and sail, perhaps to fish

We're on our way to Island Bay
Dine out in style: fine wine, sorbet
Explore new trails, vacation's wish

We're on our way to Island Bay
To...Read More

The bears took over my canoe today
When I saw they wanted it, I ran away.
I know you’re brave. You say you’d stay?
Get it back please, they are in the bay.
...Read More

 I'll willingly be your beacon of light.
  A shoulder to cry on, and lean on.
  Should you need me, you've got...
             a faithful wingman 
...Read More

Luther Vandross recorded a song
that says something like
"We had the best love around...
We were the talk of the town."

I can't think of the last time
a greatly famous and resilient love affair
was the talk of even TinselTown;
and certainly not New York,...
maybe...Read More

Cherry paddle you carved a few years ago.
Short portages in with good trail, except for
One boggy bit to breed mosquitoes.
Mosquito repellent for said boggy bit.
No motorboats after first portage.
Fair wind and clear sky, except for
One bad day to make the...Read More

After about three days
I realized that I felt better
And I was terrified

Because that just means
That I have successfully turned up the volume
In my headphones so loud 
That I drowned out every last thought I had

When I realize that it is...Read More

On the wall standing

Amidst the danger encroaching

Mirrors the alligator’s razors

Securely entrenched in mud waiting

A boa slides into the deep...

The seconds tick amicably.

A table for two served yet again

Another tango about to be untangled

Periodic busts of water

Jet from the sighing sea...

A...Read More

Two people in a canoe
It is both their first time
One of them is nervous
The other is being calm

One seated in the back
The other in the front
Each one has a paddle
So the journey begins

The paddle goes in the water
Then the paddle...Read More

A Pupil of Papua New Guinea 


I live in a village deep in the jungle 
And cross rivers on foot and by wooden boat
Westerns have come but have not taken our pride

Village men perform an ancient ritual,
 A tribal dance...Read More

Life is a Canoe Ride
For Those Born in America
Written: by Tom Wright
5/29/2019

We’re situated equal, in life’s canoe, to start the game,
Some will choose to drift, reluctant to work for acclaim.

Many are judicious, shirkers use excuses or place blame,
They survey others,...Read More

A frosty mist caressed my face
As I chanced upon the place
Sitting high upon my load
Of pine logs on this snowy road

Urging Mike and Molly on
With steady strides their carillons
Were jingling-jangling through the air
And mingling with the treetops there

My horses turned...Read More

Reflecting on his life and on his deeds,
he thinks how like this ending time of day,
his life is mirrored here among the reeds
beneath peach twilight clouds tinged brownish grey.

Yes, like these clouds, his life was peachy when
he started out. But...Read More

The awakening with which I was blessed
Is the most precious gift that Life could
Ever give me!

No amount of materials would ever be worth it
Since, in the very end,
The material body rots
And shatters into dust particles,
Having not even by its side,
Remnants...Read More

It's time to store another memory,
and kiss this summer getaway goodbye.
To buff it, with your finest emery,
exposing every detail of the sky.

An old canoe that's half full of water
is loosely tethered to a bright green rope.
A relic, you once gifted...Read More