Hulls Poems - Poems about Hulls

...Normandy For man to set alight his earthly pyre was destined from the capture of the spark. T’was mere survival harnessing its fire to lift his primal world out of the dark. It seared ......

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...Households unhitch, clapperboard hulls creaking - the sound of storm-lashed rigging, as washing lines and telephone wires twist netting loosening foundations. Where we once believed roots gripp......

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...Watashi Yoku........ Complained about his life. It gave him words often angring him into comparision. His father had left him with his five siblings. His mother raised them. But his father sometimes ......

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...When he is a young man He stands head thrown slightly back, Tie straight, proud flag flying high on the ships main mast He is full of ideas, thoughts and the deepest sense of self and selflessnes......

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...Chinese trollers Cranes and pulleys motor oil saliva Fishhook cockroach antennas dipped to the oceans Thousands of sailing creepy crawlers Bandits with razors Cross the boundless seas Devours......

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...River boats drop down into sunken fog, return as buoyant as swimming seagulls. A deep diving sky spindrifts the hulls, decks now ship airy waves from far away seas. The craft ride hig......

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...Then through the mist, the Sun was set ablaze and all beneath its realm fell to their knees. ‘Twas but a fire that filled the coming days as mortal ashes wafted through the breeze. Her wreckage w......

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... whirl … where waters mingle - the inky black that pulls down swallows … enfolds … the ballet breaks - sun’s golden coins a-dancing, birthing pixies to the brine to draw the gaze with dazzl......

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...I wrote these lines 7 years ago, slightly edited today. Perhaps they have more meaning now than they did then. "There are so many nuts in the soup!" That's what I hear and see and it's ......

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...The football is good, sir keir is in.' The sun is out Maybe some cheer is needed? So that tells Me the clouds might stay unseeded? Soon the euro Luvvies will be waxing, their hulls to sail the se......

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...The dark wood stretching from the shore, nearby a rack filled with long oars, ducks swim nearby in a long row, towards the rocky beach they go. Underfoot the dock shifts and sways, responding to......

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...I often write about the ocean. I went to see a museum exhibit, yesterday, “Dutch Art in a Global Age.” The paintings of sailboats on the sea caught my attention. Breathtaking and romantic, admired th......

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...As aspiration seeks to take its toll, your mass flotilla salvaged sons of war. ‘Twas but a feat the angels will extol though Satan’s army rallies at your door. Your youthful fit have vowed to ser......

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... The hulls of small boats drop down into the morning fog then return like rising seagulls. The moored slip in and out of the mist then return painted by a deep diving sky. Sinking or flying......

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...With lone intent, all freedom it will wrest if obstinance you let these wolves deny. As tonnage sinks beneath the torrid crest your struggles for survival magnify. Each flailing ship that ferries......

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