Kayak Poems - Poems about Kayak

When not out clubbing hey-ho the merry oh at night with the Inuit I suspect by intuit an intrepid Inuk named Nanook a-hunting walrus he would go with his trusty harpoon traipsing 'cross the ice and snow then when paddling afloat he went in the harsh Arctic environment to keep out the bitter cold and damp in the very bottom of his boat there was a fiery...

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He wanted to drive a racecar- a deed that would make him a star. His friends would say wow- and Mom, praise avow for scoring top level- bizarre! Now flashing on his radar view a race with a Kayak would too- Mam Hannah runs them- each noon plans a gem! So great if he did place in two! ...

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sleek kayak paddle slices through ancient ocean kyak schools scatter...

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Planned trips can be stifling and boring As a spontaneous Gemini, I took a happy risk I latched my kayak onto my jeep and drove west Spoke to people along the way One forest ranger suggested an isolated spot It’s busy in the summers, but not at this time of year The day’s skies celebrated with me as I disembarked. Giant overseers...

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kayak gliding stealth ~ a wrinkled sunset ...

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I took my KAYAK to the river for a magic glide to see a red breast robin soar ALULA stride He owned REVIVER eyes of sprite that shout and ebon wings of blue that LEVEL out He sang a MINIM throated song of chirp with PULLUP lifted moves I...

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Tip of her kayak Tears At the tissue of Torch Lake In its morning middle New sun floating blurry A half-deflated balloon Struggling on a string above the hills Fists of fog like marble hands Warming themselves in the steam From the night-chilled water I can barely see our daughter Out there Lit Like a dragonfly On the petal of a blue flower The ends of her pink paddles Slowly Beating up...

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KAYAK 1942 ? Ireland A LAD NOT THREE STRETCHES FOR THE WINDOW SILL A ROOM QUITE DARK NO SOUND AROUND ALL MOVEMENT IS OUTSIDE A DAY BRIGHT BLUE ELMS, GRAND PARENTS GREW. BARK OF MOTTLED GRAY. FILTERED LIGHT OF YELLOW GREEN A FIGURE PASSES, SO WHITE, TALL,...

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Kayak Haiku River paddles down Canoe skin, metal, bobbing Orange red on blue...

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Ole Les set out by kayak from the shore Big blue marlin rose from the ocean floor Nipped his bait, gave Les a tow Water-logged craft sank below Friends shook their heads and said, "No Les, no more" 4/27/2011 Written for John Freeman's "Fishing" limerick contest Okay, the man's name wasn't Les ,but this video shows two kayaks...

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I grab my paddle and life vest To do the thing that I like best I put it in the Puget Sound And ride my kayak all around I take it out for exercise I roll it over should it capsize I’ve paddled it far off the shore I’ve paddled near orcas before My kayak and I go far To places you can’t reach...

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No longer locked in shiny spheres that rumble-role in soothing speed too closely packed on lazy tar like beads confined upon a string I feel the water freely flow My paddle tips reach for the sky The land two ribbons by my side No roaring engine leads the way The water-flow starts at my door It drifts away through the lagoon One day I'll join...

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kayak cradles in ocean mercy to explore winds wash mountains drop of waters fed valley black sand washed in moon fly in wings of sea turtle catch flooding lava fits rim kayak swept as waters roar nests abating hopes flaps of dolphins flares pitch of whales refrain echo amidst clouds through streams silence of flowing lava spawn ashes grew to river under crust born to a new land...

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