Mizzen Poems - Poems about Mizzen

...'Twas dawn and all the sky blazed red. The tell-tales snapped like waving flags. The keening wind was full of dread; all surplus sails were stowed in bags. Though somewhere on the restless mai......

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...I was born in a landlocked getaway town Where all the colors were black, gray, or brown. Jobs at the steel mill were ratcheting down. It was not in my future to stay. So, I took a long walk off......

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...Chase the breakers out of the harbour before the customs boat appears. Strike the sails and tack to larboard then comes the old familiar fear. Will they run us, or will they gun us? Damn these ......

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...You Do It to Me By M. Griswold 04142020 Fiddle with me, oh lovely tender. Fondle me so gently to render. Touch me where I desire to be risen. Tempt me so to heighten my mizzen. Tease me ......

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...On an azure expanse without prospect or sail the debris of my ship rent asunder from gale as I float, the last salt to endeavor my breath my mates sent to Davey Jone's ......

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...GOD’S SPARKLE When you turn your boat’s bow To the morning sun And the mizzen now is shaded By yellow sails Your face is to the rising tide And into the breeze Scattering the churned......

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... Abaft the beam the aberration spun Below the turbid surface like a pearl Commanding all attentions, overrun Dissolving as colloidal midst the swirl Enci......

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...How black the seas in a pounding storm! The lanterns were all blown out. Only the lights within still burned For crewmen strong and stout. The flash from the clouds would scarce reveal ......

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...My youth was like a treasure map in finest detail drawn, experiences marker buoys, of perils would they warn. Islands of opportunity places I dreamt of most all littered with ambition scattere......

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...All is calm, all is at rest where once a storm had brew. No spray of mist, no violent torrent, nor upheaval of swelling wave to creek timbers or wash men over. There was a calmness but once before......

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...The Man O'War HMS Arcturus dominated the billowin' main! Foes were fearful of closin' battle with 'er should they ever deign! What a magnificent and imposin' sight was she with 'er riggin' full o's......

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...Spider’s Rigging “I had resolved on a voyage around the world, and as the wind on the morning of April 24, 1895 was fair, at noon I weighed anchor, set sail, and filled away from Boston, where the......

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...Here we are in 1650, which is ten minutes to five swing the wheel to the West, which is left, put your sun cream away, man the mizzen and the stays as we set off for some murder and some theft. ......

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...So bridge to bridge, of other things speaking Of which my comedy does not take care, We walked; and reached the top, when seeking For watching the next slit, then we stopped there Malebolge to se......

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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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