Rowing Poems - Poems about Rowing

Rowing took my muse away, but gave me abs of steel. Erging less, now what’s the deal? Seems I have some to say. Brains deprived of oxygen can’t seem to find a verse and then to make these matters worse, seems sugar is my gin. I’ve a got little fat again upon the waist, between the ears. Melodic verses I do hear; instead of...

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Rowing downstream is one of life’s grandest pleasures while upstream’s difficulty is quite hard to measure You’ve got to dip those oars in right tight to the boat and if you're ahead...

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My spirit released set free to fly seeking in wonder what I do not know so long ago so far from I when for time they went down to the sea bending the back a smooth strong pull and gathering breath in a foreword lean beneath open sky among the waves for how many days how many weeks I strongly pull another stroke and I wonder about them what did they think upon the sea as...

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Written: December 12, 2023 ______________________________________________ Twilight swallowed me, striking me speechless With subtle caress of a wicked breeze Stirring the surge, I drift inwardly And wild geese soar home...

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G-rowing is rowing keeping the balance towards the light! Our fathers row when we are children. We observe how they do it. As we grow, we have to do the rowing. Harder than it seemed. Difficult to keeping balance. We fight against the current. Until one day, we learn to enjoy the rapids, Letting the current take us. Without much effort. Time goes by the current grows stronger. We are reaching the sea some fear...

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the team rows in unison sense of honor feeling accomplished the sun begins to slide into the sea and still they row not knowing anything better to do with today...

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Roald Dahl 'The Rowing Song' ¶ ...

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The world has turned upside down, but don't expect me to frown. I smile for the sun still shines, and hope's boat will never drown. STRAND PICK G,ANY THEME,ANY FORM Poetry Contest (Winner: 3rd Place) Sponsored by Brian Strand Date written: 04/25/2020...

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I remember that we rowed. You were afraid. And so, I gave the oars to you, I thought, you see – control Would help you feel It was your boat that moved Beneath your unsure feet. And then, I saw your leg, and I liked you! You laughed, hysterical! You always laughed When you were afraid. I… I talked about ‘meaningful relationships’, But you, as...

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With God We Are Rowing When with God we are always rowing, Faith in Him is growing and growing; Much kelp; Need help; Maintain course when wind is blowing. Jim Horn Kelp slows down and re-directs boat. Nice knowing that we have God's help....

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While On Boat Rowing While being on boat, we were rowing; Wherever we went had been knowing, Shore is near, And did appear; Right beside us are sure God is going. Jim Horn...

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The bus driver and a rowing boat I remember a song “A slow boat to China” There was a man a bus driver who took his wife on holiday to Spain where his wife ran away with a shepherd The bus driver went home alone but had the house which exploded (a gas leak) when he sat on the...

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Fundamentalist Christians row over piecemeal things, Over whether baptism is required for heavenly sings, Over whether baptism is needed for heaven’s welcome, Over whether baptism is demanded by god to overcome. I don’t know how many times I was asked about baptism, Whether I wanted baptised, they didn’t accept my atheism, I’d stated it to...

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Thunderous silence in fresh mountain air Dragonflies land on a mirrored flat lake. A trout breaks the surface with but a swirl Hushed morning stopping to rolling vast cheer. Eight boats of rowers united in curl Sixty-four faces combined in their ache Coxswains urging each stroke with due care. Rugged peaks fix firm gaze from up high Each ridge a crease on...

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Into your boat I found myself venturing, oh life Rowing against the currents of your afflictions Many times I thought you wished me to drown Though you desired to forge my convictions! © Demetrios Trifiatis 06 October 2015 POTD...

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