Short Crew Poems
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all ships
need crew
forecastle
chain gang
flight deck
airdales
deckapes
backbone
mess decks
feed crew
captain
in charge
Stage crew is my only passion
Stage crew now is the fashion
Because when in black
Theres no going back
And when the show starts
We know we're hearts
that keeps the show on the go
Reviewing the clippings of his mountain climbs
like watching a flick solo for the umpteenth time
The longer he lingered, the tireder he grew
~ not much fun without the rest of the crew
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Come sail with me once more dear friends, to ply the winds to comply.
To hoist the sails, pull on the sheets, to steer the yacht driving through waves.
Together, we make a great team, tackling and taming riled wild seas.
To the skipper, first mate, and passengers of the Minnow,
there is this little something I think you should know:
Considering the world and the shape it is in today,
on that little island of yours, I think you should stay.
We were a motley crew
No pirate flag or eye patches
Still we were gloriously dangerous
The neighborhood kids
The south side gang
We tore up the air with laughter
Running house to house with popsicles
Tormenting the dogs who chased after us
Wanting to be in laps that never sat
Pirate Petey provided a pleasurable pirate fantasy for his persnickety crew
They got to make the inhabitants walk the plank, and they ran some through
sword battles and torturous techniques are were finished by a quarter ‘til two.
So they took a long luxurious nap in the Cove named aptly Pretty Boo Boo.
Lake Superior, Gitche Gumee
November winds, fear starts boiling.
The ship creaks, groans, twists, water spumy;
Thoughts of loved ones waiting on shore pushed aside.
Evil eye of the storm is coiling
And springs to release twenty-nine souls into the debris.
The church bell twenty-nine times is tolling.
Grass is a taut crew;
They stand at attention
As soldiers do
With orders from the sun -
Never having thoughts
That their purpose is trite
Or any nagging doubts
Or need of strife.
How admirable their rank -
How exemplary their queue -
I whispered to one blade -
Living as they do.
The sweet royal decree made by me
Helped my great drivers win the grand prix,
Their keen pit crews readily agree
Fine majestic designs made by me
Helped them win in six laps, and let them be
The royal big winners in a spree,
Earned our racers number one degree,
So the rest of you please let them be.
So I saved the day, me and my royal decree.
In the cast and crew of heaven
Where the curtain never falls
You are a beautiful actress
Doomed to dance forever
Your hair, now long and brown,
Shimmers around your shoulders
Your eyes, dark hazelnut,
Show echoes of a past you don't remember
Your hands, they reach
For the faces of those living
Your smile, unfaltering
Only remembered by a few
bits of bone
bones lying there together/bleached by the salt water/all flesh has gone south/fish grew fat on seven aircrew/discarded pieces of skeleton/don’t you know they made up aircrew/who flew their manchester bomber/far into germany bombing them in war
F*cking Upside Down In a Blazing Avro Manchester Bomber – Poems from My Life and More
Nick Armbrister
Here are more Senryu
poems about friendships.
Those who are your crew =]
Parents give advice
but our friends, knowing more, have
usable answers.
We laugh at the same
moments - at home, school, or play
- we have shared viewpoints.
We laugh at how we
won’t turn into our moms
but we know we will.
We share so many
inside jokes - we speak
our own language.
I remember my crew
How we laughed together too
And everyday was such a pleasure to be
In working together happily
As the years went along
We all went other places and were gone
But the memories still remain
Of my crew together in our refrain
Some people change from years that were hard
Just keeping it together for every yard
So you may say I am different now
It’s the times more than me is the how.
© Paul Warren Poetry
Our friendship has been brought by faith
Put together by His grace
I see the faces of some
Of others there are none
Some i know very well
Know where you work and dwell
Others are more subdued and quite
And keep most matters very light
You are all friends in my heart.
Even when we are distances apart
The memories of you will remain
Of all these friendships I have gained.
Love you all--- you know I do
No better friends than the soup crew.
10/8/13
If one is sick and in a long queue,
One needs some guy’s immediate rescue.
No challenging one with “it’s my turn”.
What if it’s a bad case of Heartburn?
Let The Sick grab your earned position,
As you make it Quickest Decision!
If one should drop dead from your stern ‘No!’,
Watchers would The Ruthless in you know…
Yet, who is sick and in a long queue
Should know another mission is due:
His many needs reduce to ‘A few’
More focussing on Medical Crew.