Hand On The Tiller Poems - Poems about Hand On The Tiller

...Love in a boat The water in the bay is blue and calm a couple in a sailboat sits close together he has one hand on the tiller and the other hand around her waist she rests her head on his should......

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...Love in a boat The water in the bay is blue and calm a couple in a sailboat sits close together he has one hand on the tiller and the other hand around her waist she rests her head on his should......

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...Just as the wind has come about And it's time to change tack; There's a new hand on the tiller Of the mutinous, rudderless boat; Now doomed to float aimlessly, Until it arrives at an uncharted p......

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...Dragonflies dart and hover over the gleaming water. Hand on the tiller just idling along watching for hawks coming out of the sun. Good place for a smoke and a song but there's just me and the ......

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...Come back to me, my sweetheart Don’t leave me all alone. Come back to me, my darling I can’t believe you’ ve gone. I’m crying ‘cos I’m feeling blue again. I’m crying’cos I’m falling like a stone......

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...First there was silence’s unspoken belief An ocean of primordial nurture Bright light blinded the meaning 'Let there be darkness sh......

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...Of all the fiends I ever knew, the worst was Mack the Killer Who lived on other people’s gold, a spendthrift and coin-spiller We all watched as he showered gold on mothers never wives We saw him......

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...out to sea countless miles hand to the tiller to find that brief moment on the crest of a twenty foot breaking wave as a nor'easter wilds the sea when you glimpse it in the stillness between he......

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...far out to sea deep in wild woods in the crisp dawn on the high desert there are still places it can be heard but it takes a heart to hear it takes a labor of love countless miles hand to the......

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...There’s no end to worry, when working on a boat. The relentless sea is always busy, Eager to embrace her, Constantly reminding you that ownership is an illusion, Challenging you to preserve he......

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