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Captains Poems - Poems about Captains


Premium Member Captains Suspicions
There are pelican prints on this map the suspicious sea captain said. We all denied seeing a fowl using his desk, for we wanted our heads. He had a cutlass and was not afraid to use it on any of us. I know you know about Peter, he said. He’s an ornery cuss! Peter the Pelican is actually trying...

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Categories: captains, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member Of Captains and Cradles
Oh, My Dear Walter, how your words have slayed Humbled me, broken me, molded, remade To taste of your world, see above or below it Wit of a wordsmith, wry pith of a poet To so construe love without...

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Categories: captains, appreciation, history, poetry, poets,
Form: Couplet



Premium Member Captains and Cradles - For Walt Whitman
* There is one person I would bring back in a heartbeat, and that's my favorite human being of all-time, Walt Whitman - he literally changed my life with his poetry, and brought true beauty and joy to my life. Never underestimate the power of words. * __________________________________________________ Oh, My Dear Walter, how your words have slayed, Humbled...

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Categories: captains, art, history, poetry, wisdom,
Form: Rhyme
Captains of the Classroom
The work of a teacher is never done. To think, that one must traverse a sea of minds. Academically rowing against pop culture. Nowadays, that's next to impossible. Still, every weekday morning, they set sail And prepare for the battle ahead. Year after year, wave after wave. Relentless. Some years, the storms are harder. Teachers. Captains of their classrooms. Always in search of the perfect way...

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Categories: captains, education, sea, teacher,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Captains Log Book - July 16, 1798
Twere a blisterin day, on da Fundy Bay, aboard da ‘ Black Angel of da Blue”, with a crew of 32, whilst resting a spell, wid a thunderin clap of grog , when da Jack o’ Cups , his Jib a hangin, spotted a Jolly Roger aft. Aye! ye coulda sinked me! When dem...

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Categories: captains, me,
Form: Narrative




Book: Reflection on the Important Things