Shipping Poems - Poems about Shipping

The shipping accident It was late evening when the captain of a Russian owner cargo came down from the bridge where he and the first mate had mapped the route from Humberside to Amsterdam. North Sea is always a busy seaway In his cabin, lit a cigarette, sat down and opened his personal computer to send...

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My Shutterfly order was 48 bucks But shipping was just under 30. To charge such a fee for a space on the trucks Is ridiculous and downright dirty. I waited on hold for a live support chat And was told there was naught they’d be doing Except for a 5 dollar gift card, if that Would suffice, an idea worth pooh-poohing. Since they...

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In homage to the waters around the UK and all those who sail them... Late at night and early dawn Like clockwork - every day are heard Those dulcet tones “set fair” to warn With poetic, most prophetic words What lies in wait just off our shores? (Which seem so very far from home) Where lashing rain and winds of force See Salty...

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Shipping as it was He had many ships the old ship owner He liked to visit his vessels eat the onboard cuisine Talk to the crew he knew their names Listened to them and their problems Seamen stayed onboard long on his ship some Tor years they knew nothing of life ashore And when the ship was in harbour only...

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Six minutes to six. I’m ready for tea, The forecast for shipping – what is in store ? My chair is a vessel far out on the sea, Rain, moderate or good, occasion’ly poor. There’s warning of gales in areas all, The Low in the Faeroes promises more, South-easterly, storm force, tending to squall, Rain, moderate or good, occasion’ly poor. Home by...

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