Short Dock Poems
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its family time
under the sunshine
we pack the rack
time to relaxs
weather is hot
we fine nice lot
its
PICNIC AT THE DOCK
we both love the sea
its heavenly
be at harbor light
our nights
we're old goat
love our boat
we park at the clock
on
THE DOCK
i took a walk
to myself i talk
i look up
in the lord i trust
when its hot
i sweat a lot
not far from the block
i go
DOWN BY THE DOCK
Hickory Dickory Dock
It doesn’t matter about the clock
When you come down
Don’t break your crown
For Jack will watch like a hawk
Russell Sivey
They found me in a state of shock,
Trump had drowned under dock;
Santa we saw,
With ma and pa;
Christmas came and crowed a cock.
Jim Horn
it where the soap
where the flow
and sit
they move quick
by the wind the blow
there on there lot
sitting like a box
see them dip
DOCK AND SHIPS
trying to get that part
that break to started
some stroll
water front is gold
so they a log block and think and wink
ACTOR
WRITER
AND THE DOCK
when its nice weather
we all get toigether
will hop and trot
to the dock
and eat and chat
we play like a rat
dance music in
THE DOCK
AND FRIENDX
• Such a fancy grandfather clock
• Standing in the center of the manor
• She bought from some guy at the dock
• For a little over $30
The clocktower that we chose to climb
Had ten minutes before it would chime
First up was the winner
The loser bought dinner
The outcome was a race against time
(Before Sentencing.)
They called him ‘Poor Boy’
a victim of life’s promise...
a voice without love
neither percipient of
nor an indulgence in it.
© Harry J Horsman 2010
To eat fish as they’d planned
Weeping cries both day and night
Following trucks deep inland
Wingtips black their bodies white
Far away from their native shores
By Robb A. Kopp
we fought over the frog poking stick
water snake sizzled past
brothers, supposed to be babysitting
stay off the dock mom had said
Gus, our golden, retrieved her when she fell in
Did Discover A Long Huge Dock
We did discover a long huge dock,
Which was big as entire city block;
Here and there,
And everywhere,
That had left us in a state of shock.
Jim Horn
Popi "Uncle Doc" had a pier I say.
Sitting on the dock on the sunlit bay.
Drop the tin bucket, grab, boil the crab.
Eating the sweet meat just as it is.
Yummy to the tummy with Cheese Whiz.
Hickory, dickory, dock.
The mouse ran up the clock.
The clock struck nine,
It was past the deadline!
He missed an interview,
the job fell through.
He fell sadly to his knees,
no paycheck – no cheese.
Well hot diggety dock, a mouse ran up my clock
Now that's quite a sight but it sounds like a crock
Since the digital revolution
Quite silly, what confusion
Young'uns are thinking you guys need a doc
© Jack Ellison 2015
Sun beaming along the stream
reflection at its finest
Early morning clouds on this
day--when everything made sense
Your window opened and I
came through the fire
To rescue you from yourself
With love by the river dock
A tilt off the sand
unfolding of the mast
water beats her in the wind
her footprints left in the surf
the seagull's scavenging
shells lay still in stillbirth
sailing
spearing
seaweed
A tilt off the sand —
the seagull's scavenging,
seaweed
If I can come back as a plant,
I come back as a dock-mackie
With my shiny maple-like leaves,
I will give people a smackie.
I will bring my super powers
And my purple and black berries,
Delight my delightful faeries.
If I can come back as a plant,
I come back as a dock-mackie
A lonely dock
Where memories are carved letter plus letter
Where hope lies in absence of written end
Where wind nips softly, devoid of ability to cut
Where a last first kiss is shared
Where I battle with belief and shiver with knowledge
Where it is and just is
A lonely dock
-s.grace
I was sitting on the dock of the bay listening to a song
when Otis Redding happened to come walking along.
He said, "You watching the ships roll in?"
I said, "Yeah, and then watching ‘em roll away again."
He said, "That stuff's really dug by some,
but I think it’s all pretty much ho-hum."
The Old Man’s Dock
The old man’s dock, on a cold Scottish loch,
when the cock crows, he stands in a warm frock,
Taking stock of life’s secrets to unlock.
He stands firm to mock, death’s calling tick tock.
Hard as a rock, he leans against the shock,
as waves of fear knock, upon his old crock.
She scans the horizon for a sign
seems fate fell short again this time
And though no ship today, she shows no sorrow
A gentle sigh before she stands
She blows a kiss from mouth and hand
And smiles, for she's sure he'll be home tomorrow
Her presence as certain as the tides
She waits to claim her cherished prize
Hickory Dickory Dock
The captain ran up the deck,
When the storm rocked the ship.
The sailors swayed losing grip.
Hickory Dickory Dock
Hickory Dickory Dock
With no one to direct, the ship hit a rock
Into deep waters, it started to sink.
All got drowned before they could wink.
Hickory Dickory Dock