Flat Bottom Poems - Poems about Flat Bottom

...dawn by the river daylight has barely arrived, mist dances gently morning reverie how perfectly the songbirds fill the silence the sun is his clock accurately keeping time has the......Read the rest...

...I remember my father’s hands as a plumber’s hands—fiercely strong, calloused, rough, knuckle-battered, and dirty after a long-day’s work. Those hands shoveled; unclogged drains and toilets; repaired ......Read the rest...

...Pop was a devoted fly-fisherman who woke in the quiet predawn hours and stumbled, blurry-eyed out of the house with his loaded thermos in his hand. He hoisted his flat-bottom boat on top of his truc......Read the rest...

...What do I see when I drive through my old neighborhood? Not the familiar cookie cutter houses or the elementary school I attended with my friends. Instead… I see my ten-year-old self clad in sa......Read the rest...

...Turner's artistic gift is sought to a working-class dream sequence. His visual poetry beats the factory revolt's time and place. In a stunning display of moonshine, which erupts through......Read the rest...

...Then from Dyndoeth came another question, “Now that we know the animals are capable of moving through the sky, what about the sleigh.” “Have you ever watched a hawk fly,” the King asked......Read the rest...

...The one time before they had brought me along - to this cabin - to fish on this lake...this primitive structure that Leo - Dad's granddad - had constantly threatened to sell... I was a toddler...Fat......Read the rest...

...you got a brain in there you're reading this when's the last time you found yourself using it to continue assembling the puzzle pieces in the proximity of an existential grievance minus the usua......Read the rest...

...This poem was inspired by the interviews by Earl K. Pollon and S. S. Matheson conducted with native Sekanni peoples who were negatively effected by the flooding of their communal homelands by the bui......Read the rest...

...Beneath the lasting hours of nightfall within our private dwelling; naked feet waltz about the harmonized silk petals eleven steps onward to that of the flat-bottom vessel. Unclothed, la......Read the rest...

...Traveling the small stream And not the river wide In the flat bottom boat With a paddle and guide The wide streams all flow To cities of delight Where lazy is the day And wild the dark,......Read the rest...

... On a moonlit pond Paddle a flat bottom boat Spotlight, Gig ready At last you hear that deep crock I love frog legs for breakfast ......Read the rest...

...I'm so weak, suicidal by ways of you Just walk, how could you be so cold Off that ledge to the flat bottom It's a stain on my clear concious Driving you to your death is a guilty pleasure Since ......Read the rest...