Mayflower Poems - Poems about Mayflower

Mayflower ship of legends writer descendants...

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Your petals pitch quite exciting, It blossom from nectars of peaches hallowed by sweet ovary down to the pendicle where the light from the Sun incur it turbelent gaze! Mother say any wedding without you is like a music undressing the ears, kolanut addressing the mouth, whisky lust in front of malt, chocolates dipped in the mucus of okra, & bodies on preying mantis.... In...

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-On September the sixteen, sixteen-hundred and twenty The Mayflower set sail for the land of milk and honey To the land called Virginia, on a map they were shown The Pilgrims will leave England and travel to the unknown The Pilgrims seek to work and raise their families freely To live by Gods law...

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I heard our ancestors came on the mayflower boat sad part there was not a journal or a note it sounds like a miracle my early grandparents Thomas and Susan Collier landed on Plymouth rock a vision of their voyage made me feel spooky, haunted and in shock its futile to prove our first ancestors came here maybe the government...

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My British grandparents Thomas and Susan Collier were American original descendants. they sailed the rough sea for their independence I believe they came on the mayflower voyage ship and landed in America 1620 I know their dreams for our generation were plenty my first generation grandparents Thomas and Susan Collier were buried in Hingham Plymouth Massachusetts on...

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She came over on the Mayflower in 1620. Learned Native American garden ways which were plenty. Promptly put new animals out to graze, Learned how to plant good-looking maize, Luckily her soul was open, and her mind was twenty-twenty....

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The hearts of white men are silently fuming The spirits of angry widows steadily grow bitter The bosoms of weeping mothers open wide While the relics of the past kept washing upon our shores. Since I stepped off the Mayflower anticipated liberty has painted a lifetime portraits of blood stained victories shameful victories that has...

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Happy birthday mayflower, Happy birthday my merrigold. Where we walk you provide the sight, Brighten our ways where darkness beclouds. Thin and thick you are the beacon, You are the spark, you are the piston; You are the fire in the combustion chamber. Often when I come to you like a fountain In your love you restore my smile As you author soothing words Win...

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They are the last ones by the peaceful shore under the gloomy twilight darkening tones; one holds a seashell in her cupped hand, a delight for two Mayflower matrons. Her fingers brush off all grains of sand; such a revelation astounds even more. Perhaps in Plymouth they never saw a similar one, being far from any beach; the curiosity they display is...

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on Thanksgiving Day Macy's Turkey and football the next day is black...

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Under a tall cottonwood tree that grows along the curb... two burly men stand next to a giant truck, and smoke one last cigarette... They inhale one final puff, before climbing aboard. Trails of smoke intermingle with the white puffs of cotton,...

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