Boat Prose Poetry Poems

The old music rumbles in the street
While the animals graze on the barren hill
The dust is swirling in the air
 and the dogs are running...

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There is a wind blowing around me, 
and something from the sea is draining my energy
It is dragging me towards the battered shore
And I have...

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the band leader motioned for the men to keep playing
They were not getting off alive, but they could go down with music
confusion and yelling was...

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Jim had only glimpsed the gorgeous merwomen once
But he never forgot her gray-eyed stare
She had bored pinpricks through his surprised eyes
Was her hair real or...

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I woke up inside a capsized boat.
What if I get cut on a coral reef?
What if I get stranded for four years like Tom Hanks?
What...

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I met him on a cruise ship
he was not what I expected
or was looking for
or wanted
until I got to know him

we talked from ten-thirty at...

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THE DESERT THE WILDERNESS THE STORM

I am parched, my back is arched, 
my body racked with pain,
Nothing green in sight, 
my thirst, my plight, 
eyes...

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The Medusa 

I painted a picture of a tranquil bay, a red boathouse
rowing boat, golden pebbles in shallow water 
naturally, the sky was blue, the...

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Sheila heard that her husband was on his sailboat.
He is with another woman in the middle of the afternoon?
He was supposed to be at work.
Several...

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William felt death pulling him under the freezing cold ocean water.
A weird relief when he decided to give up his struggle to live.
Shadows of unknown...

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I rip the cloth off 
Rip the clothes 
I am stripped 
Down to who knows
Who knows me 
Without  digging deep 
Who hears my voice...

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grandpa’s pride on the water
sitting by the dock of the bay
barely lassoed, relaxed and happy

reflecting calm waters
not a breeze in sight
worries dissipate

catfish smell
a slumbering peacefulness
I...

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I use to look and learn 
Now I learn and look 
I realize I am a version 
Of an unopen book 
Page by page 
It...

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The ocean was as ebony as it had ever been
The moon was ashamed of the situation, so she turned her back
He dragged the seventy-eight-pound bundle...

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Woke up this morning with freedom
on my mind.
I’m perpendicular to the blessed ground,
well and alive—
It’s Juneteenth and it’s break-out celebration
time— 
It’s going to be a...

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