Sail Poems - Poems about Sail

If medicine gives us a tail, The proper should not let it flail. It should be coiled tight, Though tea-holding's right, Or holding the rudder to sail....

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to invoke God’s grace opt to remain still tone down thought flow pace enter heart and surrender will ripples of bliss mists embrace sip soma nectar to heart’s fill...

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Conch shell sea gem and sea snail Horn held tone gyrates the tritonis trumpet Note blown...

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Long ago, there were the halcyon days we once knew when we were young - gone like dollar matinees when from tree branches we swung. I remembered the dire words of song, that said changes in the weather are often known to come on strong, as I watched the dark clouds gather. You tell me that this storm has passed, but should...

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The trumpet sounded hearty and hale What was that? Asked Daddy; he is all male. I ignored this and leaned over a rail A piece of shale! A piece of shale! Our doggie Luther was wagging his tail For down in the depths there was a whale It looks so frail! Said my auntie Dale She was writing her own holy grail Along...

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Sailing into the horizon Admiring the Sunset Distance far from the shores Refreshing breezes Bridges and Lighthouses along the way Whales and Dolphins doing their dazzling maneuvers Sharks looking to attack The oceanic feeling like a gateway of opportunity God’s watery creation Heaven’s sensation Rainbows of hope The drift having a sail Wonders beyond and deep Oceans never cease Tomorrows that continue Every today a take in Viewing and observing Peaceful and...

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An insect, a bird, a bat, even a chicken can fly Why, oh why, can’t I, said young Master Tighe Oh, but surely you can, Master Tighe Lift your eyes from the ground,...

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My Father's Dream A wide and vast horizon beckons me to enter there where oceans echo ancestral voices and gulls paint images in the air. The Saxons and Angles, Hansas and Norse of Hamburg, Oslo, Kiel and Gdansk flows through my blood where the sea is my home. Father, do you miss never having lived your dream of sailing around...

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By Tony Angelo If you're drifting on a empty ocean, with no wind to feed your sail, The vast expanse of blue would surrounds you, Into a solitary journey without a trail. The waves would crash against your weathered hull, with a rhythmic lullaby that soothes your soul, but yet, the silence is...

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I sailed towards the horizon Where the ocean embraces the sky Was this the edge of the world? Would I tumble and fall? The allure of the unknown Captured my imagination But the horizon kept expanding As I sailed on The sun dipped under Lining it crimson The moon popped up from below Oh! this visual illusion Never fails to fascinate me From its magical delusion. ...

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From the sagging back porch, I could see the honeysuckles. They twisted the fence, pulled it away from its wooden posts And I would sit beneath it for hours. Drinking the nectar from the flowers. It never seemed to rain when I was young. Sometimes, when I fall into my car, I roll the window down and the breeze is...

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The chains of yesterday, now worn and frail, Once heavy, they are lightened with each day. In freedom's early light, our hearts set sail. New dawns unfold with skies of hopeful blue, Each sunrise brings fresh dreams to light anew. The world awaits a chance to start anew. Yet echoes of the past can softly bind, Whispers of old fears that linger...

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Rain! A torrent of feeling Crashed down. The sky splits open, The world is a swirling storm. But wait… From the heart of the blackness, A spark, A light, Pushing through. A sail! Through the storm’s fury, Hope glides in. Reaching, reaching Through the waves of rage. The ship, A vessel of promise, Fighting for daylight. Sailing! Cutting through, Across the dark water. Towards a distant horizon, The unseen land… An island of truth. It’s the moment we all...

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They built a ship, to sail the blue. A sight of wonder, a dream come true. They thought they built, a mighty view. There is no sea, it can’t sail through. But they were wrong. For what they built, was not so strong. It brought them death, that is for sure. In the dark of night, too far from shore. An iceberg hit, and flank it tore. Husbands and wives,...

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Far across the bridge, way against the strong tides Drifts a lonely yacht, lonely, under my watch The sailor, one missy adorned in silver stripes Bearing herself, her focus and a flaming torch A wild breeze forms creases 'pon the face of the waters Set at naught, at nought she was set A mild tempest rocks her row into hiccuping flutters Ahead,...

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