Offshore Poems - Poems about Offshore

...They sowed chaos to claim their peace. A few wars to realize their dreams. They sell chains wrapped in freedom’s guise, Spitting laws applied only to the weak. They paint bombs in the colors of......

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...Eroded, undercut, sagging for years beneath the weight of a dead sycamore, the bank gave way when the lake was closed and the dams opened up during the winter overflow, leaving the tree offsh......

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... The ground trembles not with tectonic shift, but with the weight of undeclared wealth, the silent accretion in offshore accounts, a pressure building beneath the veneer of governance. Whisp......

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...Enrolling as a pirate is much harder than it seems, You’ll need to speak in present tense and chase your wildest dreams. Well, once you’ve trained a parrot and been measured for your hook, You ha......

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...A long verse on an even longer subject The eye of most everything is money Their power over us is unsurpassed Hey, got the dough? May call me “honey” To get away, to buy me things, to have a bl......

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... land inland, cultivable leasing, foraging, entailing terrestrial, terra firma, oceanic, offshore boating, ferrying, ......

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... To Whom It May Concern To the boy who took the wrong turn. Narrow walls of past concerns, The ropes of tight bends— Knots, they stretch and breathe. Too obvious, I lay in bed With demise’......

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... When gray waters of June moan…one last time Near the dimming edge of our isle, offshore-- How so many stars tremble quite sublime For this clutch of demise gushes its pour. Near the dimmin......

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...Ashen faced Prometheus aghast at inferno gone awry Whether arsonist at fault or confluence of ripe conditions triggering perfect firestorm, the titan of fire beside himself with misery, though......

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...These are English translations/modernizations of Medieval poems written in Old English and Middle English. Exeter Book Gnomic Verses or Maxims loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch......

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...Wading through the surf toward the beach as we stand there And strolling up to face us with a most alluring air Though different in their looks; their hair; their build and in their grace How beau......

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...On the balcony of a hilltop home near Santa Barbara California, late, on a warm, clear summer night, forty years ago, looking out over the ocean, with good friends, after hours of partying, stars tw......

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... At dawn, when the sky smiles... I bow, pray at length to seek. If true, as God would have me; At it, my swiftness should awake hope. Where there seems none, my styles... Possibly without r......

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...Harriet Harris née Kuritsky... Despite being a nineteen year old bride she wed Boyce Brandon Harris half a decade her senior, (where I ranked less than a twinkle in their eyes) during the mont......

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...When my inkless isles become drenched with icy wintergreen embers of apologetic auroras ~ and l i f e loses its lyrics in lilith's labyrinth, this soul orchestrating in origami ri......

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