Mainmast Poems - Poems about Mainmast

...Ah! shipmate obsession with blonde pleasures but treachery’s buried in treasures feminine gold a flute a lyre voices honey dipped in danger temptation burns Hades flames on sunset waters sea-de......

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...His love is where we begin His flesh where we enter in His death the payment for sin Rising from death the underpin Our faith must be put in play Trust in Him the only way To save us from jud......

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...The steersman dry-heaves into rolling scuppers, the skipper dozes fitfully in his sodden berth spew dribbling from a tossed piss pot. The deck is also heaving; fo......

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...The hustle and the bustle of the port is all around The shouting of the merchants quoting prices by the pound The throwing of supplies over gunwales is all but done The time has come for us to le......

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...My concern, generating confusion For you, I must re-write our genetics But fate is never kind to illusion Although our efforts did grow frenetic Quixotic, tilt the family windmill Not all ques......

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...It races along not a care in de world, Like and old schooner, mainsail's unfurled, Up top all is calm, little too calm perhaps, Then it starts to unravel and fears a collapse, Fresh fear up above dri......

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...They said she sails forever the seas off Cape Horn: See her and wish to God you never was born. Laugh if you wish but there’s countless bones And hulls been sent to the locker of Davy Jones. ‘......

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...I am a broken-winged dove Held in a soft, black bag Tied round with a velvet noose. Reasoning with my sensibilities He seeks to assure me All will be well If I simply stop struggling And allow him t......

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...WHALING IN 1844 All hands came aboard In March we left Deptford Bound for Greenland’s whales and Rather it was Wales’s green land. The lookout on the mainmast tied Saw her ......

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...I starts me life as pirate, A grommet before age twelve, Not an ordinary bandit, High sea adventures me delve. With a Letter of Marque in me han’ And the Commodore for me pa! I spends dogwat......

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