Short Boats Poems
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its hot
now its your lot
take a stroll
where the fishman load
now time FOR THE RETRIED GOAT
and water bummer
FISHING SUMMER AND BOATS
Big boats - Little boats
Motor boats - Sail boats
Speed boats - Slow boats
And Fishing boats
Just sitting on the beach
Watching all the boats go by.
Seaguls are flying
Javed and Nora are no
more
To see the surging tides
The two broken boats
are now
Buried deep in the dry
sand.
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Fast boats run in the summer heat
And water skiing's really neat
Friends always find this place to meet
Swim and play
Walk all day
Pure mountain air's sweet can't be beat
The battle rages, tree branch swords
cardboard boats on Viking Fjords
victory within our grasp
mother calling “time for your nap”
7/24/2021
Flair and Fun Quatrain Contest
Let not my paper
Boats get drenched in the subtle
Droplets of dancing shower.
Let them sail over
The drinking beck, that streams down,
The thirsty gullet of sod.
©1582016
Vastly open seas
Rainbow puddles
In eves of grey
Memories of sailing
Paper boats
Across the bay
Amid a great big world
Innocence of a little boy
In time floats away
Inspired by the Painting of Vincent Van Gogh
"Fishing Boats On The Beach at Les Saintes"
sky stunning sapphire, sand spectacular amber, sail-boats snoozing snug...
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paper boats, folded whispers,
drift where rain and asphalt meet.
streetlight spills on silent journeys,
curbside rivers, slow and deep.
small boats
can still sail
within the stormiest
of weathers
as long as they avoid
collecting
rain waters
within
© Christine A Kysely, All Rights Reserved
(November 10, 2011 Wausau, Wisconsin USA)
Rain Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Kim Rodrigues
Placed 6th
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Upon the parched earth
Gathered clouds poured down nonstop
Boats on every road
PAPER BOATS
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paper boats float by,
drifting on a summer breeze—
clouds above me dance,
sails of white against the blue,
who sends them racing with me?
Who is in chase?
The earth is running in a raphid pace,
Like in Olympic race,
This earth is moulded of senses,
The sadness is the high sea,
For souls struggling to swim,
Songs are the life boats!
Been to rose-gardens
And the fairground too
Aquarium a few times
And to the zoo
Duck boats n mini golf
Science and art
Museums
Sausage with all
The fixings
Its what’s given
To see the world
We’re in does
Not exist
Seven paper boats sailing.
Upon the highly rough seas.
Tossed around like a small leaf.
Will they make it through the storm?
The sun is now coming out.
A beautiful day at sea.
Seven paper boats are safe.
Date Written: 5/15/2020
We are two wandering ships...
two love boats
when permanently
moored together...
found passionate
sailing at sea
of love...!
Along the boats shore, he sees the little turtle eggs; all wrapped up in the dry summer sand. As the waves crash upon the land, the time has come thats been a waiting season has begun. To brake their shell and start their life long journey, on their own.
Boats
Best vehicles in the world
Buddy of humanity
Businesses all over the world runs by you
Buddists even praises you
Bisons have seen the rest of the world because of you
Beasts of north has seen east
Because of you humanity has seen the World
.......
the moored hulls
drop
down in the haze
rise again
like wet birds
the boats slip
in and out
of the mist
come back painted by
distant seas
wet ropes squeak
rigging rattles as they list
water is shipped
whitecaps last seen
in a shipwrecked
china teacup
The length of things we can post here is limited - so I posted my latest piece as a short story called "Summer's begun."
Here's a URL for it (in the short story section):
https://www.poetrysoup.com/short_stories/summers_begun_9466
Thanks! I hope you're all having fun!
he carries his wooden boat
out onto the sea like he
often does. This little boy
thrilled, utters charm lulling words;
in his mind, his boat transforms
to ride an adventurous voyage
on the boundless rolling sea
5/15/2020
not for contest
yes mein friend
i like the muddled wasp
to only feel the spinning
whirling breathing
that the buzzing fiend sure sculled
to breathe and steam routine
around sullied crawly roads
constructing measure
as my paper takes off
yes mein friend
i like the idea
of being like the wasp
It is a windy day
The sky is bright blue
With some fluffy clouds
A bright sunny day
It is time to go sailing
Sailors are enjoying
The wind pushing them
Along the choppy water
They will be out all day
Enjoying the wind and
waves
Later when at the shore
A party for all planned
Paper boats floating in puddles of water
Every little child’s sweet desire we’d cater
Like paper boats we now float on life’s great ocean
Our great minds carrying our thoughts and notions
But let us travel light and not carry the weight
Or like soaked paper boats will we lose our state
TEACH ME TO ROW
Boats
resting
on the shore,
retired old.
Hold tall tales of Father's minnow that got away.
Teach me how to row slow please, Uncle Joe.
Mom's kayak glides
Sunset rides
Us.
Sponsor, Eve Roper
Double Tetractys
9/5/2021