Short Battleship Poems

a battleship sits
stubbornly in a bottle...
fire cannon one_crash 

Inspired by A Poet Destroyer
Contest: One Solo Epic Senryu or Haiku: In A Bottle
Written: July 22, 2014...

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Mice, rats, winter day clouds, coats, shawls.
Gray pants, tunics, bugles play calls.
Horses neigh for action hate stalls.
Ride hard brave scout.
Paint on iron battleship hulls
make rust stay out....

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Autumn skies beckon
As ochre intermingles
With battleship greys

Silhouetted shapes
Against the impending bleak
Declare summers end




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Put a nickel on the needle
Hold me down so I won't skip
Spin the red top round and round
Catch me before I hit the ground
You sunk my battleship 
You knocked my block off
You catch me quite off guard
Should you ever breathe my way
You'll wreck my house of cards.

©SamHarty...

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even though
the world's heavy
and the fog
thick in San Francisco
when love
sinks a battleship


i know that
if i were to dip into a bag
of some fried mozzarella sticks
off a North Beach food truck
i'd become
one with the universe


floating
light on the sauce









...

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Mum..Why did you give me lego hair.?
To upstage my Alan Carr teeth
And stretch that grey nylon pinefore
Tight
To ridicule my chubby young knees
 
And why dear mummy
Was my elastic bands so tight
As they struggled around my chubs
Was Battleship grey 
The fashion
Of socks those days..
Dear mummy
.
Me thinks not!...

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softporn saxophone
botex for the soul,
strained faces only

held together by skin;
gluteal muscles for
nylon hearts and sweaty collars,

porcine,popeyed,
each mouth fallen open
like a gallow`s trapdoor;

the delight at a 
big dame battleship
built in stereo

that makes aftershave
boil under matching ties;
littlemen reduced to red....

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In a battleship war 
Admirals looked for advantage
The best position be in
Is to cross the T
When the enemy is inline
Steaming towards you

Your battleships should be 
In front of the first enemy ship
And steaming across the enemy’s line
This means all your guns can fire
On the first enemy ship in line
And blow it out of the water.

© Paul Warren Poetry...

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Ships





                                               Cruiseship
                                            Large       Fun
                                 Laughing, Dancing, Feasting
                                Leisure, Water, Service, Task
                                 Drowning, Snatching, Praying
                                             Naval,  Enemy
                                               Battleship...

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The beginning has begun – light breaks through a broken past.
I walked around the turn and jumped through the looking glass.
I dizzied in the bend, and knew it wouldn’t last,
my battleship has sunk… the flag now at half-mast.

A garden I now grow, and tend it every day.
The Cheshire Cat - it grins – love’s lust in a passion play.
I seek the path that leads, believing I won’t stray…
No beginning and no end; A tie that binds, they say....

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I am brittle and abandoned.
Like gilt leaves shed by the selfish tree.
Discarded.
As you wilfully discarded me.

I am damp and distraught.
Like wind whipping drizzle against cheeks.
Cold
As you were callous and cold to me

I am sombre and grey.
Like the sky’s heavy battleship clouds.
Threatening
As you so grimly threatened me.

I am winter white. 
Like first frost, static and beautiful.
Deadly.
As you were to me....

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Landed on the wind-swept shore
a chip---a splinter---maybe more,
small piece of wood in the surf
rubbing against the salt-sand turf.
A sliver from sunken battleship,
now an underwater sonar blip?
Cruise ship chair that came apart,
lost by a deck hand not so smart?
Splintered mast from racing yacht,
port arrival most probably naught?
She picked it up and rubbed it clean,
carried it along the ocean scene,
walked on the dock, gulls did flee,
and threw it into the white-capped sea....

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