Prow Poems - Poems about Prow

...Phobia? Irrational? When was that the case? Empire, art thou factional? Fractioned by the chase? Satisfaction? Where to find? Thousand-faced, age-lined? Freedom lurking in thy mind? How the ......

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...major storm on the horizon reported from the "Fo'c'sle" Though forever being a landlubber a vision analogous to the nether world deep within the bowels of the Earth immensely distant from the s......

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...I paid no heed to the call of the siren(s) where amble lances hurled with the might of off fish hull seductress dances setting figurative stage to take a bite from canoodling beastie boy bes......

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...Asclepius, one cannot build from sand, Such light and shifting grains as mortals be. The wind and tide shall warp what e’er is planned, Foundations fade before the pounding sea. And yet, when gra......

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...Do unto others as you'd have done to you. Real is what you can not buy. Eye for an eye. Watch the explosions brew. No one takes in account for their actions though. People try to groom and coe......

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...Beowulf Excerpts anonymous Old English/Anglo-Saxon poem, circa 8th-10th century AD loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch LO, praise the prowess of the Spear-Danes whose clan-than......

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...POEMS ABOUT SAINTS AND SINNERS Of Seabound Saints and Promised Lands by Michael R. Burch Judas sat on a wretched rock, his head still sore from Satan’s gnawing. Saint Brendan’s curragh caug......

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...In the vast ocean of beings and tempestuous thoughts, You are the vessel that sails with heart at the prow, brimming with unsaid treasures. Not all can taste your depths, not all can penetrate the ......

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...Seaspray hits your face like a slap, wakes you up cupped in the prow dipping up dipping down watching for fins coming up dolphins you lick the salt from your lips and speak of love to the ......

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...Death, apostle of deep gloom, wingless spectre, mutinous apparition, beautiful shadow, hold firm the prow and keel, and provoke not the gentle embers of flesh under fire, those delicate......

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...As the shadows start to lengthen And the colors turn to gray The sun concedes its dominance For night it's making way A barque for you is waiting To take you out to sea To sail you to the su......

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...My father is a fisherman, always making sure that the bow and the stern are tied. "The anchor should not rest on the sandy sea floor but on rocks." "The ship should be positioned into the waves;......

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...I can sit and think about you for hours without end In fact it's what I do most days and I'm so glad I spend The time I do dwelling on you, you're such a precious gem I've found my buried treasure......

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...Amulet graced by gems clad for stratum prow tawny glyphs margin of witticism & quagmire extravagant dictum trivialize shores trails summer ousted & waves of wrangles sundered t......

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...the boat is as weathered as his face it is his life, his treasure steering the prow to sea hours before dawn and in that darkness, the nets are set small talk meanders the ponga time to catch up......

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