Ships Poems - Poems about Ships

The lighthouse hums beneath a ghostly sky, fog bruises the restless sea's breath, no ships will come tonight....

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Pull back the covers and experience, Just how fresh and crisp it is inside, Discover a poet who once lived among us, And built community, Out of encouragement, fun and wondering Like you, he pondered the mysteries of foreign flagged ships, That leaked rust out of every orifice. Listened intently to “The Ship Report” on KMUN Radio Wondered about the crew stuck on...

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The wench was eagerly thrown overboard Why did you do that? I asked Captain McCord That dolly said a pumpkin is an overgrown gourd The wench sprang from the sea carrying a sword Became the new pirate queen after slaying McCord...

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To the moon above On mission of grand conquest Men in lunar launch Defining moment In “One giant leap for mankind” Prints in lunar dust Stars and Stripes planted The flag flies but does not wave In moon’s atmosphere In that adventure Proud men and women served I was among them Soon many giant steps Were made on terra firma To visit again Time has written much Since...

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I saw ten ships departing north, From out the grand Canal. They each were armed with cannons four, With mighty rationale. Atop them flew my country's flag, A phoenix white in pride, It struck about the side of crag, The first ship sank and died. I saw nine ships all leave the docks, to meet our mortal foes. The men unlocked the musket-box, To autocrats depose! The...

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LIVING LIFE LOOSELY, I CHOOSE TO DREAM MY DREAMS LUCIDLY LIVING LIFE LIKE ME IS DREARY WOE IS ME. LIVING LIFE IN A DREAM, I'VE NEVER FELT SO FREE . LIVING LIFE IN REALITY, SLEEPING SOLACES ME. LIVING LIFE IN A DREAM TRANSLUCENT, HAPPY, AND GLITTERY. NOW I SLEEP PEACEFULLY BECAUSE I'LL STAY FOR ETERNITY. - Maleeeon 11/14/23 5:34 PM ...

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On many a morning walk I’ve seen this lady up ahead…walking in the streetlight’s glow but she’s always been too far away…for me to say hello. Besides walking in the dark the last thing I want to do is give someone a fright! So…for the longest time we’ve passed each other…like two ships in the night. But the other...

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My Ship sails on a stormy sea thrown by the winds of anger I was dumped on the yellow sand I am the lonely one Ships of foolishness you were a pique of a dream Chevron skies gives way to understanding in the last light to devine a course of freedom ...

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The pirate’s ship Was about to be roasted When it came to close To Florida’s coast An attack had been planned The reaper was close It was one blast from a cannon And they were toast ...

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eyes met faces lit up in expectancy but the distance between head and heart could not be bridged innocence wept gifted moment lost for now ethereal vibrations recognising oneness remain barren denied the caress of love sublime by touch...

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I’ll speak of me past, of stories once told. Of men that rode waves out in the cold. Tales of the strong, the courageous, the bold. Most of them died young, a few were quite old. The things that they done sent chills up my spine. They’d eat mush and swill and drink rum and wine. When they were happy, they...

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Jumped down to save the battle hardened pearl made from heaven's dazzling greatness Evenly spread and crucified the serpent of ocean's darkness Uplifted the ships of dazzling light he crafted to be heaven's brightness...

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Redefining what you think is courtesy This sinking ship we've found Remains the perfect metaphor In all the worst ways You're already in my head You're the antithesis of life advice I give myself But I could be sinking deeper I could be hurting more with your knife in my back And my back against the wall (We...

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The many boats around sit in the harbour One tailing the other now and then Serried lined and flanked with one another They pause for thought gathering day before them The ferrous water sits so still in motion As plankton line the sterns and afts like moluscs Peeping over ropes and bobbing under Waiting out the storming rain and thunder They never see...

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He likes to wait until his lingering end, sitting on the beach with fish and chips. Often wonders what life is about. Why is that boat there, that ship farther out, and yet another? Will they still be there when he is not? Will he still be here when they are gone? How many chips and how much fish will still be...

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