Short Ahoy Poems
Short Ahoy Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Ahoy by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Ahoy by length and keyword.
I am a ship,
with a sail
reaching toward the ether and
a rudder reaching back
through the water of centuries…
… ahead lies my harbor
of mystery within…
An aging old sea captain named Hook,
Was a bloodthirsty pirate and a crook.
He leaned as he stood,
On his left leg of wood,
And from only his right eye he did look.
With my hands aloft I hail and
greet you all,
woolly slow-traipsing souls of Australia,
the motif in innocent art, holy and treasured,
bleating to the call of soundless dawn.
ahoy, where is polly
ahoy me matey~~where is that parrot~~that land lover stole me words
2019 December 28
*1st Place*
A thief who Steals your thoughts
~~Bobby May
*3rd Place*
Podium placement (1)
~~Brian Strand
Ahoy, there sailor- where have you been
Lost offshore- the sea of green?
Have you docked your vessel onto the land
By the beach that's covered with white-like sand
Where the ladies bathe their tanning skin
I'd bet your trousers that's where you've been
Will
you take my hand
and voyage with me
upon this ship
discovery;
Will
you come aboard
and sail a sea
of uncharted waters,
fancy-free;
Will
you explore new sounds,
discover a place
unknown,with unique
imagery;
Will
you close your eyes,
let the canvas unfold,
and imagination pen..
poetry?
Chess Ahoy!
Upon an ivory-blue
ocean, oil pastel paints
the canvas
aboard the deck floats, buoyed
surfing foamy shores
a blurred realism
hoarding its cargo—
cobalt sea glass
squares in place,
chiseled chess pieces
ride the tide
ebbing and flowing
Sent are your gallant knights
lowly pawns
the King decrees—
God save the Queen!
Her cinematic poetry
In alchemist’s laboratory
Sealed love letters tell her story,
inked forevermores.
Surrendering his aching heart
Stark whining sounds when they're apart
She’s not his only from the start,
's off to other shores!
Poem Of The Day
1/25/26
It is not
a foregone conclusion,
but a reality;
even porcupines
know love—
without making pain
a subsidiary organism;
The pain of love’s waves
may forth ashore,
but the waves recede
and the forth dissipates,
leaving a sea of memories
floating on the ocean of life;
Yet, docked and anchored,
you can still set sail
to tomorrow, today; trust.
You are the captain
of your soul
and the wind in your sail:
Ahoy!