Landlubbers Poems - Poems about Landlubbers

...All landlubbers like us carry a bag of primordial ocean within us, to bathe our aquatic cells. Our blood and bodily fluids are saline, akin to the seawater, from which they originated. Despite ......

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...red morrel mushrooms that always overgrew they annoy me sometimes, how about you? hey! who invited Captain M’s pirate crew? They are rude and always spit in the awful beef stew They all pretend......

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...Broken-hearted are the tree limbs, General Flooding surveys the wreckage blames a subversive sky. Gamely, the peg-legged scarecrow salutes the wavy navy while they row on by in their bathtub ......

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...While on the topic of blood kith and kin, I relate another fabricated poem about blimey bloke of a fisherman. Trawl tale of a fictitious seaman told to ye... Courtesy webbed whirled wid......

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...Remote land summon an aloof tempest, Bursting lights glint inquietude offshore, Edged mists intimate like an apprentice, Intrigue asserts the clouded to explore. Inland heating like a w......

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...POETIC PREFACE: An inner conflict dust brew within this scribe, who offers ye to chew (like sweet treats metaphorically) thee do tee incumbent, when Doomsday clock counts down minutes few acc......

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...One fine day I was fishing at sea Two big blue whales swam up by me They flicked their tails sent up a spray All I could do was watch and pray They kept flicking and sank my boat I'm now i......

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...Earth day 2020 – Wednesday, April 22 Bajillion banshees scream bloody murder methought upon Biblical (lionized) forebears stalking heads birthed courtesy accursed beasts hood besought winds how......

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...I would help man evolve toward God’s Dreams for this life And not strive just for mites (some ascribe to have worth?) (In God’s Will) let us humbly trust Grace is God’s Gift To a sinner who can’t ......

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...In summer re: I haint getting undressed! Hence donning entire wardrobe, Saint Nick outfit including, while trumpeting think spring argh only about four plus months away lest some big bird will......

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...Once upon a time in the lands from the north, south, east to west Navigating on the cold white sands formed of sugar and ice Crest be blessed with gold, and silver, the sunset and the c......

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...Distant gleams twinkle Beckon sailors, landlubbers Thousand points of light......

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...(scoured from dregs of me muss held head) I shore up a vignette to free my ("FAKE") grandfather Hymie, whose scrunched countenanced evinced beetle that of browed monkey he spent his entire l......

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...Three ….. huddle in a wet doorway ……brown bag sipping ….any port in a storm. John G. Lawless ©3/3/2018......

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...My grandfather Hymie spent his entire life at sea his thick calloused hands and ruddy complexion re enforced non verbal body language voluminous tomes as testimony to c......

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