Saragossa Poems - Poems about Saragossa

...OUR Hero Has ARRIVED When we were children playing in the street we had our hero, usually a rugged actor perhaps it was Gary Cooper. He had to be tall walk with a swagger  To be able to do thin......

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...seafarers’ paradise seven men drowned when a ship sank under gigantic waves seven weeks later they appeared on the Island of Saragossa where singing shanty is forbidden but seaweed is ser......

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...As seen in the mirror Oh, I’m not done yet, when young I was dense because I could not see further than the now, old age will continue even when I drown, sucked down by aching memory I sha......

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...An inert tarn In the pond of pleasant memories, a duckling paddled like an unwanted thought of a spring wedding in Brussel. Flat stones skipped on the pond in the night, quacked refused to s......

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...Homeward Thoughts When I see the white jet stream of an air carrier high up on the blue sky that wholly cloud, like a grazing flock of sheep I think of the country up North, I left so many year......

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...Horizons I sit on the verandah look at the sea no ships in today open view until the horizon after that, on the other side there are new limits I have seen many horizons, some of them are blu......

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...The sea ghosts The first time I went to sea as a mess-boy, it was on an old ship. It took two days to find my seaman's legs and take a look at my surrounding. The crew didn´t look real like they......

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...Enticement The girl in the bar that had floors made of stranded schooners came and sat by us Many sailors had drowned in her eyes. On the way to the Saragossa Sea, their blood ran down cracks ......

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...The mist makes you see far. Driving home, it was late after a clinic visit the mist hung heavy over the valley that looked like a different landscape. I might as well drive in Bhutan, a place w......

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...Speculation What is the best time to die? A beautiful summer’s day or in the winter when it rains. There is an untimely satisfaction that mourners - if there is any- will be wet and die o......

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...Odd man out He cuts a lonely figure Only he isn’t. Avoided learning the language where he lives To avoid tittle-tattle. He is a failed poet too. Rancorous and silent But does smile and say th......

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...When old sailors go A seaman sees death as an ocean of tranquillity no storm will upset his raft he can safely sleep Through the ages of time, fish can swim, whales Blow a rainbow fine, and s......

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...Alfred on an Island I got a phone call a rusty voice said he was Alfred, But you are dead! I know, I know the voice told like it meant nothing I`m at the Saragossa Island you said to me about ......

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...Friday the thirteen Is the day when ancient sailors meet in silent jubilation on the island of Saragossa, they walk to the island’s highest top and when the fog lifts, can see strange ships out ......

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...The Mighty Fall I fell through the night under me I could see white crested waves of the sea and there was little I could do to stop this freefall, it took 3 minutes to reach the unforgiving sur......

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