Fishermen Poems - Poems about Fishermen

no cowboys in stock on this side, but acrid fishermen provide marine lifelines, hamlets sustain. Spineless seas they ride, shark's terrain. pre-dawn cowboys of Waves arise early wranglers trawl for the prize through murky waters or in plain. Spineless seas they ride, shark's terrain. catches of chub, snapper, and sword concoct dinners we may afford. praise the fishers, saddled with...

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Unlearned and ignorant, Mere nobodies, Just fishermen, Inferior mortals, Far below Proud priest and Pharisee and scribe. For such to preach or teach Within those holy temple walls Was tantamount to blasphemy – Just like that other man from Galilee. No problem that For two apostles bold, Fresh-fired by God To minister his mighty word And heal a cripple forty years from birth. Unscared by priestly threats, They blazed the...

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What fish must think of us fishermen Do they wonder why we annoy them so with wriggling worms on silver hooks invading their waters, we weird-looking schnooks Casting far out in hopes of catching...

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Most times when we walk early on the beach it’s just Deborah and me. but the other morning we happened to walk past two old men fishing by the sea. We quickly exchanged greetings then quietly let them be… knowing you never say ‘Good Luck’ to a fisherman by the sea. When we returned we found these two fishermen...

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ravish so the hooks unleash the fish from it's scales as such anchor hoist rods and nets overhang the breach deck gatherings of the bounty fins fish aplenty fish for food yet man for God disciples of men bringing forth unto Jesus sailors and common man delight abundance fish feed shall be incorporated this night ...purposed be we're all fishermen of the...

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We live sailing for making a living, fisherrmen we are, leaving our lives in the hands of Mrs. Luck. We cross the oceans all over the world for fishing, surviving for another bet in a harsh life. Our boats are often on the crest of the waves. A dream for a surfer, a nightmare for the fishermen. Big challenge for sailors and big enjoyment with a...

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In the early morning, as the sun yawns and lets out her first light ray two fishermen walk through the flooded bushes, searching for fish. Inside cooler waters a silent lake says, " Take your time, take your time" The sun slow at it's highest point drips with gold and continues to splay while...

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The tall coconut trees Resemble pillars Erected like lamp poles Spred like umbrellas Stand in a row Towering above the equatorial sea shore Welcoming tourists Applauding the coming back of the fishermen Dancing in the dusk and moonlight Amidst the disco music of the sea Have long forgotten the strike of Tsunami...

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Fury of the sea Panic of the boat Cry of the fishermen Catastrophic Is it a revenge of the fish For the pollution of the sea Innocent were the fishermen Who were wrapped In the waves And disappeared from the sea Defendless...

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ONLY YOU will be there in the deepest darkest hour, when tides are rough you look out from your tower ONLY YOU will shine your light so bright, to fishermen battling with rough seas at night ONLY YOU have a foundation so strong, a pillar to all when things go wrong ONLY YOU are anchored to a rock….that’s...

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They were tossed by starvation. We never visited them. Cyclone drowned many of them in the sea current. We were either watching TV or playing WhatsApp then. We rated them low for their sun-baked black skin, uncouth tongue, fish smell, shabby shirts and lungis. Yet they come hearing our shrieks. They row more vigorously than the flood waters. They keep us under their wings like a mother hen on a lurching boat. From my...

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Myriads of murmuring marine maidens Musically musing, making mariners mad; Floating or frolicking freely and feeding Feverish fishermen’s fleshly fantasies. Sensually swimming silvery seductresses Stripping slobbering sailors of their senses. Inveigling and inspiring them to inundate the waters In instant insanity in pursuit of Neptune’s daughters. To some this may come as a shocker: Mermaids lured them into Davy Jones’ locker....

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FISHERMEN CASTING LINES REELING IN- - Hello, all you fishermen; Are you fishing yet; Are you casting your lines out; Are you letting your light so shine; Are the robins from heaven; Reeling in; Is your witness your testimony; Is your testimony your witness; Reeling in; Casting out lines; Letting light so shine; Angels rejoice, sing in heaven; Rain down manna; Cast your line on to the waters; Draw them...

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THE OLD FISHERMEN BY THE SEA They meet there every morning…every day of every year. At the end of the pier they gather…with all their fishing gear. Sometimes they greet each other by first names Sometimes they smile instead…. Sometimes it’s a simple gesture… a wave or a nod of the head. As they bait their hooks and cast their lines they chatter...

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