Long Adventurelife Poems
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The young lad sat in the old school room
To him the place felt like a tomb
He knew that he would be leaving soon
He felt restless
He got a job on the factory floor
This just seemed to be a bore
So he quit when he could take no more
The world was there to see
He packed his gear in an ancient grip
And set out on an adventure trip
To the Pool of London to join a ship
And ran away to sea
Ten men packed in a cabin tight
Snoring and breaking wind all night
But he could cope with this all right
He was on the move
Soon they were landing on foreign shores
Where they took on cargo and fresh stores
And drank and brawled and slept with whores
Then off again to sea
He saw the turtles and sharks and whale
Ships under steam and under sail
Felt both the roll of a force ten gale
And the calm of an island lee
He thought of lads he had left at school
On the factory floor or playing pool
Knowing that they would be missing it all
Glad he wasn’t with them
Through Suez or the Panama
Rio or to Zanzibar
Nowhere seemed to be too far
To tie up at a quay
He crossed the Great Australian Bight
Where gigantic waves all toped with white
Sparkling with Phosphorescent light
Came crashing over the foc’sle
He’d watched lovely Polynesian girls
Diving naked in search of pearls
The vision blurred as the water swirls
Some vision
He’d stood on deck when a seamen died
Watched the corpse slipped over the side
Sinking slowly under the tide
Gone forever
He’d sailed beneath the Golden Gate
By Alkatraz where the convicts wait
All hoping to dodge a grisly fate
Electric chair
He’d seen bars explode in a vicious fight
Or sometimes sat on a tropic night
Watching fireflies flash iridescent light
How relaxing
He’d seen men crazy through too much dope
Sailed round the horn and the cape of hope
Been offered a woman for a bar of soap
That’s poverty
He travelled the globe both far and nigh
From the Norway fjord to old Shanghai
This was the life of sea and sky
This was the life for he
He’d met with the hero and with the liar
Saw the sun go down like a ball of fire
Thought of this life he would never tire
Things were changing
Form:
At last he went to his old home town
He wasn’t planning to settle down
Just looking to see who was still around
That’s where he met her
He was living a life that was free and wild
Stopped dead in his tracks when a maiden smiled
From that moment on he was beguiled
He was smitten
This girl was a very pretty thing
With hair as black as the ravens wing
Soon he brought her a wedding ring
Said farewell to the sea
All the things he’d done and seen
Were real life not on a TV screen
This is what a full life is supposed to mean
At last he felt settled
Now he sits in his old arm chair
Knowing this pretty girls still there
Both now having grey in their hair
He looks at her lovingly
His mind drifts back to his former life
Before he married his darling wife
With whom he’s shared both fun and strife
Knowing he’s been lucky
He could never have stuck to the same routine
Years without a change of scene
Living like that would simply mean
Life wasted
Looking back on the life he’d had
Now happily married, once "Jack the Lad"
There’d been good times, there’d been bad
None boring
Soon enough you find your old
Your bones will ache and you feel the cold
Your memories are all you hold
Be sure to get some
So come on you youngsters use your nut
Don’t get stuck in a dead end rut
Don’t hesitate get off your butt
This is not a rehearsal
Don’t waste your time on your PC
Trying to get to level three
There’s a wonderful world out there to see
Go for it !!!
Form:
Her veins pulsating slowly now,
From her, now silent scream,
As her eyes close slowly,
Just before she sleeps,
I must now stop,
The feast of this night,
A new day dawns,
As I sleep it away,
Thinking of the beauty,
Of last night’s prey,
Body was nourished,
And youthful again,
OH, so special was this one,
I chose not to extinguish,
This one’s soul,
But give her life,
For only me to hold,
Sleep as she will,
For a few day,
As the venom of my bite,
Enters all through her veins,
Then will come the everlasting change,
For in the transformation,
She will need,
The blood of a living,
Human being,
For feeding purposes,
This is what she needs.
Awaken now my beauty,
For you will see,
The life I gave to thee,
Never will you grow old,
And have beauty through eternity,
What is it you have done?
I never asked for this my love,
To have eternity,
And live on blood,
Wait!
Circling her prey,
The excitement,
The blood thirsty feeling,
Of why I was made,
The touch of my fangs,
Now upon his neck,
No one around to hear his shouts,
As I penetrated deep within,
The succulent orgasmic taste,
Of his blood was all fate,
Awake am I,
A creature of the night,
My name is now Paris,
As the new life begins…..
4/29/10 SH
To be continued……
Form:
Some men's have dream's that forsee into the vision of the impressible days that
comes and go. Some womens have a vision from their dreams, that visualize the
prosperity of the comfort zone that shall enhance an valiant decision. A decision of
"do's and do nots", as life teaches us that what we learn sometimes compliment what
shall we earn. Some men's have dream's within the vision that help determine the
"Emancipation of the Whole-Wide-World. How contrite the word of God is an everlast-
ing to everlasting archeaology that decides where life goes and the decision to believe
in the Heaven's;
I once had a vision of a place, were they say, "there shall be no more pain". It was
in a place-where all men's go to face judgement of their King!..
Ezekiel once had a dream of the oracle of God, in which his vision orgestrated by
the Lord, help imprint in his mind{Ezekiel} that we're to always be prepared for the
vision of were we are going and judgementally, were we come from.
To properily reposition yourself for God's purpose, one must first believe in the dream,
and secondily one must reconvent a purpose to believe in acceiving a perivual view of
all the connected vantage point's of the vision of seeing from any angle, that the truth
will bring solidity.
Ahoy there matey, I pirate I be
and out on the ocean
is where I roam free.
With the wind on me back
and me flag that be black.
I fly it so high
as I set out to see,
to see what treasures,
what treasures there be.
Me sails they be red
and two lass in me bed.
My lips always moist
with the drinks of me choice.
Such a life that this is
this life it's fer me.
Always a piratin,
a pirate I'll be.
My weapon be fear.
struck from me cannons you'll hear.
As they draw near
and you see the red mast.
Fer no one shall escape,
me treacherous grasp.
I'll board yer ship,
with me rum on me hip.
I takes what I want
and then I be gone.
Drinking away
and singing me song.
I laugh as me shot
rains down from the sky.
Screaming, I'll be a pirate,
till the day that I die.
I loot and I pillage
and plunder and take.
The possessions from the weak
to add to the fortune I make.
I don't need class,
I just grab any lass.
See, all that I want.
I takes it for free.
Cause they all tremble
at the likes of me.
I don't fight fair,
no honor or glory.
I'm your children's
terrible bed time story.
Quick with a pistol
and quicker with a knife.
Singing, I'll be a pirate,
fer all of me life.
So ahoy there matey, a pirate I be.
Now what does ya have,
to bargain yer life fer with me?
Take the rope, boy, pull the hawser hard,
The knot must sit firm and tight.
Remember, we sailed by starlit skies
as the sea took us far from cradling coasts,
far from the sheltering bays and beaches
To where no earth scent reaches
The salt-stained sea-spattered air;
And the gulls, oh, the gulls, sailed
High and morose,
In their flight no memory of land.
Pull harder, boy, harder, and show me your strength,
Pull hard on that hawser with all of your might!
We lived on fish so easy to catch,
Of man they knew nothing,
The virgin shimmering tufted blue
The sky a wan, unearthly hue,
And we sailed and we sailed
Till the limp skies paled,
Till the night gathered round
And the world had no sound.
That’s it! Yes! I feel the ship berthing,
Earthing, and my head so light!
We lived the waves’ unruly heave,
The lurching slapping lapping swagger,
We drew lines between the stars
And danced our eyes on dead horizons,
We lived the stunned torpor of water
When the wind slept its sudden sleep.
We lived beyond life for far too long,
And long now for life once more.
So heave to, my boy, I'll jump ashore,
It takes but a moment to snuff the light.
I've had a dream...
Or so it should seem.
To those who knew better...
So've lived life to the letter.
I've had such the dream...
Or so it would seem.
Of fancy and fine dance...
I've had then mine chance.
Oh I've had my dream...
Yes indeed it should seem.
Of Kings and such Queens as none ever seen...
Oh yes Oh yes, this thus then my dream.
Now, now, now hath time so run...
Then, then, 'twas naught but sheer fun.
How, how, decades gone thus...
For thought I'd ever, life 'twas no rush.
Yet do I wonder at marvel of all.
Continues such still my mind to enthrall...
Carry now I such thoughts to beyond...
As few men so do... yet as so many are fond.
So now it doth seem I've long lived my dream.
Freedom its name given ago by such same...
That of which I now do smile and so frown...
For days long gone never again to be found.
Nay nay not so, not so to be sure.
Dreams are forever, this must be known...
Life lived thusly so everlastingly pure...
Eternity from seeds then well early sewn.
SeaWolf
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Impermanence
A reading from a Buddist book,
A template oft abused, mistook,
Concerned with life n dying.
To see you on a narrow ledge,
Your toes a gripping last vestige.
Half inch of grip applying.
Your are over the great abyss.
A thousand feet deep it is,
Water beckons rocks theris
No I’m not a lying.
Holding 2 handfuls of grass,
Goats beard grip, a slipping fast,
Rat’s nibble your grassy blades,
Slowly slipping down to Hades,
you must keep a trying!
Impermanence of life the lesson here,
Be sorting out who pays,
Rats eat each single blade of grass,
Must right your wrongs today,
Be thoughtful of applying.
Fear not brave warrior, of the Styx.
For I will there, be with you.
Though we carry subtle bricks,
pain and misery very thick,
In spirit we are flying!!!
Don Johnson
Inspired:
Having read of Padmasambhava’s “Karling Shitro “
spell checker didna like word shitro
I don't care what people think of me
I live my life the way I think I want to live it
So I keep telling myself to set off all my alarms
Give my self some time to think
Think that I have a good life
Think that I did the best I can to keep myself happy when others were unable to
but I guess that was not good enough for you
If you wanted me so bad then you should of tried harder
Now that I am back to the normal self
I will go back to not caring what other's think of me
I will go back to being the soccer star again
I will go back to being happy and not sad because you always hurting me
Just because you were not happy with your life does not mean I have to be unhappy too.
I like to live life the way I want
Walk and not know where I am going
I just know that it is a new adventure calling my name
away from everyone who wants to make me unhappy
well hate to break it to you
No one will make me unhappy again
As long as I live I will try my best to keep the sun shining and people smiling
Form:
I thought that I was here before
i may have passed this way
It all looks so familiar
The returning of a day
Like a moment of forever
Frozen here in time
Another life revisited
But is it really mine?
I feel as if I have been here
I have visited for sure
The familiar air about me
Like the tide returning to shore
Could it be me I am here to find
On this journey alone
To seek a space familiar
A place one might call home
Perhaps I should take a ride
To find what lives within
For there will never be an ending
Till I know where to begin
It seems I have walked this road
In another space in time
The evening light will illuminate
This life forever mine
I am dancing with remembrances
Walking with a memory
Is this another person
Disguised so well as me?
This song it sounds familiar
A sweet haunting melody
I stand in a place revisited
But is it really me? ?