Plymouth Poems - Poems about Plymouth

...Whither The Fates Carry Anchors aweigh in 1609, Anno Domini! A convoy of ships laden with cargo set sail, And departed Plymouth harbour to cross the Atlantic For Jamestown, Virginia in t......Read the rest...

...Thanksgiving gobbledygook The following anecdote baste upon overactive imagination of mine in sync with being married and monogamously living socially chaste life as a scrupulous anchorite, w......Read the rest...

... Tlaid like Rash' o stabbings, your voice hisses from your podium of Hell. Blah blah blabbing. A one sided Tale, of convenient scapegoats. The goats of your usual slaug......Read the rest...

...With pitchforks and torches they rode through the night, their goal was Milton Creek, by dawns early light. A surprise attack was what they had foreseen, led by the infamous, lollipop queen. Wi......Read the rest...

...there in plymouth, where the land kisses the ocean, there is a sun, a sun that never sets, a sun called Cass. a sun that shines on the free spirits of the Waterfronts, in thousands of meetings bet......Read the rest...

...A psalm to solemnize pure tin forefathers/mothers... Who didst unknowingly, unquestionably, and unwittingly script vitality and the prologue to Thanksgiving, (which theme poem initially writte......Read the rest...

...I am the University of Yale Opens its door. I am the beginning of the Revolutionary War. I am one of the 13 Colonies. I am the Sons of Liberty Ideologies. I am the Pi......Read the rest...

...The winter of 1621 in Plymouth was harsh as could be, The Pilgrims were sick and sorry they'd come, They missed their warm English beds and their tea. The still ambulatory shivered and shuffled ab......Read the rest...

...Sometimes, we make our wishes on a chance that folklore or traditions seem to work and take that gamble using one of them will make the longed-for wish for us come true. We hold one side of the......Read the rest...

...Anti-Poem — “Snaking It To Venice” (Poet’s Instruction: Play “The End” by the Doors loudly, while reading this anti-poem) it’s you and me baby inside this gliding duster this ’74 green plymout......Read the rest...

...Blown by Atlantic wind and sail in chains once were ragged souls like chattels branded - from the Guinea Coast to old Port of Spain African herdsmen on slave ships landed. And from my fa......Read the rest...

...no one saw it coming they never do the phone poles were giving off sparks dogs began to howl birds flocked to the sky A Plymouth hubcap of immense proportions quivered and droned in the air over ......Read the rest...

...Prone to bloviation pure and simple rides on figurative high horse, which doubles up as my Plymouth Duster analogous to General George Armstrong Custer (blowing his i.e. mine little big horn) an......Read the rest...

...snowflakes falling soon precipitation a hop away from ‘morrow goosebumps like ice under sheets mi......Read the rest...

...An old man in Plymouth with a set of false teeth Was eating a piece of tough meat on Christmas feast When he ate, his dentures with the meat fell off his mouth His dog waiting below gobbled it and......Read the rest...