Scuppers Poems - Poems about Scuppers

...A mottled crab scuppers its sea legs in fluorescent foam. Blue pods rattle on green tides. Bladder wrack, Mermaid’s Hair washing tangled ankles. There are voices in my open mouth, they roll ove......Read the rest...

...A mottled crab scuppers its sea legs in fluorescent foam. Blue pods rattle on green tides. Bladder wrack, Mermaid’s Hair washing tangled ankles. There are voices in my open mouth, they roll ove......Read the rest...

...The steersman dry-heaves into rolling scuppers, the skipper dozes fitfully in his sodden berth spew dribbling from a tossed piss pot. The deck is also heaving; fo......Read the rest...

...The tweet on the pipe called the muster fall-in The cadets all fell in with nary a din For now they’d be grouped for “Hands to Cleanship” To dress up the ship afore the Old Man's pip-pip Well-t......Read the rest...

...Sonnet 18 – Well, kind of... Shall I compare thee to a summer's day? I said sunscreen would have stopped you burning. Thou art more lovely and more temperate, but at times, sorry, just so damn ......Read the rest...

...A mottled crab scuppers its sea legs in fluorescent foam. Blue pods rattle on green tides. Bladder wrack, Mermaid’s Hair washing tangled ankles. There are voices in my open mouth, they roll ove......Read the rest...

...Footprints in sand, indelible till the tide comes in, reliable impressions, etched, embedded, enveloped to form an album of traces: crab hole excavations, scurries of hurrying birds, seaweed tw......Read the rest...

...A life on ships, a–sailing A–rolling on the sea Misspent days and misspent nights Ol' Davey Jones and me A wayward list, to starboard, boys A leeward tack we found We'll spend our days on the b......Read the rest...

...FEBRUARY FIGHT IN THE NORTH ATLANTIC Turning home with her hold half full, Wind picks up - raging, all the more Fierce in its intent to smash her hull And plunge her deep to the seafloor. Murd......Read the rest...

...They said she sails forever the seas off Cape Horn: See her and wish to God you never was born. Laugh if you wish but there’s countless bones And hulls been sent to the locker of Davy Jones. ‘......Read the rest...

... "Paint" -Part the First- Paint paint paint away... Paint away this day... Paint to paint our taint is paint... Paint away this day... Keep that paint away from me! Says that Skipper to hi......Read the rest...

...INTO THE STORM (PART 1) A few drops predicting storm, large, heavy, hard. Black clouds, low, hanging, turbulent. Wind drops as a boxer lowers his guard, Confident of the helplessness of a......Read the rest...

...His heart is with the winds that set his spirit free, enduring breeze that sets the sails and guides him out to sea. Sea rover fair with eyes as blue as ocean’s deepest depth, he hails the mo......Read the rest...