Dockyard Poems - Poems about Dockyard

...Bermudianas In Spring, I would romp about untethered Across the expanse, knee-deep in blue-eyed grass, Like a filly in the field with spirit, Among the purple bermudianas. Longtails a......

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...It was thought the young whale was pregnant confused as she was and out of her depth. They waded into the river to help, floated rubber rafts to buoy her up. Marine experts posited ways to kee......

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...It was thought she was pregnant confused as she was and out of her depth. They waded into the river to help. They floated rubber rafts to buoy her up. Marine experts posited ways to keep her b......

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...The summers end was near We smoked in the dockyard And talked of the foe Which even now came closer They began to arrive Bus loads of them Black hearts in black shirts But we were ready T......

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...Odyssey from Africa 15c (Southland, continued...) Being rich in skill and talent He soon gained the feel and measure Of the boomerang’s employment Sent it arching near the treetops Then ......

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...The cost of living collided to the sky and plus claustrophobia minus class of cloud equal to clerk count to countries and Kiribati. I live to love the lovable and to live with laughable to laudable a......

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...NYC nior in black and white NYC nior in black and white Dark landscapes 1957 NYC of automats radio city and hotdog stands memories of things past Take us back to lucid dreams of light ......

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...So bridge to bridge, of other things speaking Of which my comedy does not take care, We walked; and reached the top, when seeking For watching the next slit, then we stopped there Malebolge to se......

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.... The betting and cursing, the shouting and arguing of the dockyard's drunken crowd rise to a feverish pitch and explode into a diabolical din! The blood-crazed dogs snarl, leap and l......

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...Fading in the crimsoning dusk, like a predator stalking a prey, the gray fog stealthily creeps, crawls through dilapidated warehouses in the dockyard long abandoned b......

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...the shouting and cursing, the betting and arguing among the drunken dockyard crowd rises to a feverish pitch and explodes into a diabolical din ......

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...Just take a look outside my window And see what you can see Green hills, trees and radio masts Not such a pretty sight to see A dockyard full of busy cranes And at the station trains and yet m......

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