Old Salt Poems - Poems about Old Salt

...Why do shellfish Seem so selfish Is it they dwell Inside their shell And don’t admit But only spit That old salt brine After they dine Day in and out In their hideout Yet near the rocks Cr......Read the rest...

...SKIFF blue hull abandoned in its twilight days sailing the sea, no more sadly, left upon the shore "the fishing boat of an old salt" June 6, 2022 Pyramids Poetry Contest Sp......Read the rest...

...To this day, the breath labours on still Marrow birthing blood same as ever to keep this battered carriage oiled The soul wills the flesh to hobble on and prays the spirit keeps aflame The g......Read the rest...

...Old Salt Was Walt Possessed On chest Tattoo Of Lou Each port Had snort Much booze Blew fuse Got tight Had fight Some beef With Chief Unwise Blacked eyes Uptight Lost ......Read the rest...

...This is the stuff some hearts are made of. Anguish. Elation. Say it once again! Just for the sake of hearing a feeling's name, and the long drawn out sigh of sounds echoing out of breath, out of ......Read the rest...

...In the corner of a pub There sits an old sea dog He tells the same old stories His mind is full of fog “Ahoy, me hearties! Pass the rum And I’ll spin you a yarn of old About the t......Read the rest...

...Once upon a time in the lands from the north, south, east to west Navigating on the cold white sands formed of sugar and ice Crest be blessed with gold, and silver, the sunset and the c......Read the rest...

...There was once an old salt named Abel With replacement parts to enable When he died they made good Of the left-over wood Enough for three chairs and a table 19 May 2919 Syllable count: 9966......Read the rest...

...The sea plays tricks you see The old salt said looking straight at me For the sun and waves look different And sometimes they appear heaven sent He was leaning on the pier that day Sucking bac......Read the rest...

...It was glorious ... A glorious, glowing morn ... crimson crept up the sky, as if air-brushed ... little round globs of fair-weather clouds tiptoed on the reach, (so as to not wake the moon,......Read the rest...

...Me thinks drinking may well be the prime sin. Givest me that evil every time, lad. You can boast of other ways now akin, true, but they don’t makest me half so glad. I’m glad finding new friends ......Read the rest...

...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......Read the rest...

...It's the summer, and it's time to take the train to old Saint Ives and visit my Aunt Clementine who lives alone by an old salt mine. Aunt Clementine, she likes to dine on mac and cheese at h......Read the rest...

...The Farming couple The farmer and his wife is harvesting almond a net around the tree and a long stick she picks up the nuts and puts them in a bag. She is not wearing gloves and h......Read the rest...

...Taste sanguine rhymes in simple flair, Indulge blunt wit as rhythm springs; Notes frame old times in common air, Truth spreads fine bits as music flings. Obtain sure flow as senses sway, Feel fa......Read the rest...