Ship Poems - Poems about Ship

Callimachus English translations For Gail White To the Cup-Bearer by Callimachus translation by Michael R. Burch Decant the wine then toast "To Diokles!" Nor does the beautiful boy Achelous touch his hallowed ladlefuls. So beautiful the boy, Achelous, passing beautiful, and if any disagree, let me alone comprehend real beauty. Pitiless ship, having borne away my life’s sole light, I beseech you...

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Mid-day vibration is coming to town and the people are running around getting ready for a big party to celebrate their musical history. More than a hundred ships are docked at sea And my beau is waiting for me, which ship he will board I can’t tell, I will only know when I hear the mid-night...

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

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“If your ship doesn’t come in, swim out to it! “—Jonathan Winters (June 1990) If my ship doesn’t come in~ I can’t swim that far ...

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Thou hast knocked thrown thy rocks at my window Perhaps open heart surgery a sharp tool required to get thru decades of barricades the ship that sailed is docking the mutiny so long ago ...

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The Unmoored Ship I waltz through the ship, Yet not dancing like the eerie drizzle in my mind, While footprints dissolve into the quiet embrace of the deck. The laborers pace back and forth, Hauling their burdens— Just like me, struggling to steady my steps, Misaligned with my thoughts. I beg the tranquil wind Not to whisper my prophecy to the sky, But the sky...

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In two weeks, the Loy Krathong will begin. 12th in the Lunar calendar, atone for a sin. Floating specks, like us but in the sky. The stars or the lanterns; fault of the eye. To beg for forgiveness to an imaginary friend. Hence the offerings galore faithful until the end. No one has seen Or known our humanely ruin; but we have fantasized. We still have mosaics, delusions, excuses, never considering if they were lies. There is...

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The ship came like a flying horse, at an inexact time Our brother-sailor, from the Pantheon of Poets, was on board Jean Pierre Basilic Dantor Frankétienne D’argent Who wrote, in haste, the last act Happened to be miraculously on the port He got on and left without speaking, without money Without his masterpieces, without a little house That’s life, we leave at...

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The ship sails out to the sea From the beach the onlookers may spot Leaning on the rails of the quay How the ship soon turns to a dot For the passengers looking back The shore soon becomes a line In a back view from the deck No details an eye can define Soon the ship disappears from sight And the shore disappears...

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"I would rather be on a leaky ship that is mine, than aboard a more seaworthy vessel going where I don't wish it to go"—Poet's alter ego Yes, I know what I’m doing I’m the master of my fate The captain of the sinking ship Seeking harbor in ports whether safe or rocky With gusto I plow through uncharted frontiers Why...

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Hephaistos, is it? Barricade the door! For every time he comes his plan were grand; And every time he leaves, we were more poor; And once again is more than I can stand! There is a ship to build. To you I bring the draft. Of other of thy ships we built, they sank. And there thou blamed Poseidon, or our...

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The ship of dreams Opulent surroundings Fancy bed linens Luxurious dinner plates and tablecloths Gleaming virginal utensils Dazzling crystal chandeliers Polished walnut woodwork Gold gilded fireplaces Wardrobes ready for furs and dresses An experienced captain Eager staff Bustling activity Musicians, artists, businessmen aboard High ranking officials, wealthy industrialists, celebrities Cruising flawlessly in clear blue sea A haven and heaven during the day Easy sleeping and dreaming in the evening J.P. Morgan was...

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Ship Sailing forward To unknown destination On life’s uncharted passage Embark ...

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What is the cost of one space toilet, dear? Nineteen million, the price point is clear. Why is it so costly? What makes it great? Astronaut waste is stored for a later dumping date Sent into earth’s atmosphere where it burns up Urine is recycled for drinking. Go fetch your cup....

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l live in a little Space Ship its all shiny and lovely blue and l wish you could all see me for today its nice brand new l float around the room where l made a little flume it has a window for the sun and l pull faces for the fun It has a lovely steering wheel and l can take it any...

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