Maritime Poems - Poems about Maritime

The cobalt mind of ancient mariner of the seven seas, the surfing sailor tosses on the waves of youthful life, rolls on the curled crests with the splintered moon, drawn into dark agony troughs of the drowned stars, spread pearls of joy on shore embroidering exuberance. Crushed sands sculpt the trail of the seaward footprints, designed by the crumbled contours of...

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in stagnant water aesthetic ecstasy sinks~ engulphed by a lake planks in protrusion brooding clouds enshroud a pier~ silver lining plush...

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If you're sitting comfortably and have locked your mobile 'phones, I'll tell you all a story about Indiana Jones I met him on a wooden bench whilst strolling through a park He was mumbling incoherently about some missing ark At some point back in history, a loaded ark set sail The animals had disembarked according to his tale Instead, some coins...

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Walking along the seashore Sand sifting through my toes, Pondering ancient mariner lore Walking along the seashore, Scenes my mind can scarce restore Of sailors and their pirate foes, Walking along the seashore Sand sifting through my toes. Written March 10, 2022...

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Thru maritime miles of meals and mates I posed as a pirate for polishing plates For singing a song of the surf and the sea I traded my turf for a tempest of tea I had to be strong when I woke up at four To prove my own worth in a fake pirate lore To sail the ocean and sing...

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My name is Columbus and this part is true I sailed with pirates and did what they do I took from the snooty and gave to myself But only the booty they save on a shelf I kissed a young lady who killed for a lark And gave up my job for a date with a shark I fled for my...

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Now Davey was glad that Miss Lori was cool To not be so mad with a man like a fool The money she spent for the rent that was not Was no longer sent for the tent that he got The fact of the matter that made her get hot Was not what he did but the lie that she...

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Dear Davey, my darling, my bright pirate boy Your lips are the prize in the night of my joy Your eyes can erase me or teach me the cure Of how you can face me by all you endure Your sigh is the sign of a man who is lost A why on the line of a ban that you...

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For merely a hunch or a hint of a kiss I nearly was lunch for a hit on a miss She shimmied for me in a short pirate skirt No army of men was a match for this flirt I started to flee in the face of a rout She called me at once and she turned me about In only...

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Dear Lori, my lady, my darling divine My vision of beauty, my radiant shine More precious to me than the tulips you bring That opened for me in the sips of my Spring Your lips are the dells of the wells that I drink The pink in the blues of the bells in my sink The sweet summer smells in the...

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In only a moment of maritime mirth My ship's maiden voyage was missing at birth The King's Royal Navy reduced me in rank By flushing my ship in the place where it sank I fell in the sea with no source of a boat The swell I could see was no course I could float A large appetite is the curse...

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In spite of the choice that I made to be wed The call of the sea was the voice in my head The wreck of a ship that I bought on a dare Was ripe for a trip with a little repair I gathered a crew from the worst of the lot The pirates I knew in the way I...

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My mind was relieved when my treasure was found A matey retrieved it by scouting around The pirate ship captain made sure that I knew That me and my booty could stay with the crew To all the dear pirates who thought I was bait I gave them a hug and a kiss for the wait For walking a plank and...

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In spite of the way I was doomed in the past I might have resumed all my duties at last The ship captain's daughter who killed for a lark Was tossed overboard in the path of a shark The captain himself made a pitch in the punch For helping the witch who was having my lunch The bulk of the...

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Thru maritime miles of minions in motion We hedge our opinions while pledging devotion To serving the Captain and sharing our smiles Through barrels of onions and flea-bearing trials But even the pirates who pose in a rumble Are learning the merits of those who are humble The path of our choosing where sinning is pleasure Is better for losing than winning...

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