Short Ferry Poems
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The worst morning after Was the morning I lost you Richard Ferry
people or pack
its like a rack
it is a fact
the eat ice cream
ride with dream
some have map guilds
on theis
FERRY RIDE
seven seas of ink
words by craft ferry the soul
to deaf islands break
Toilet tissue is like the starship
Enterprise in that they both slip
Around Uranus
And zip up heinous
Klingons to ferry on a trip
Took a shot Dreams of glory Another loosing ticket For Contest Richard Ferry
Leaning on the rail,
Clasping a clutch bag of dreams.
Sea spray blends with tears.
Propellers churn memories,
Of Love betrayed and submerged.
they come in town
won't look around
than its like a rat pack
all syack
you see them smoke
there also old goat
on ths
BIG CITY
FERRY BOAT
There was a man called Terry
Who captained his own Ferry
When his ship hit a rock
He recovered from the shock
Drinking a bottle of Sherry.
The ocean
Gave a gift to me
A coin for passage
Across the sea
To pay the ferryman
Should I need to cross
To light the lanterns
So I won't
Get lost
it was hugs and stugs
at night under the moon light
as ferry cruise
its lke good news
kiss and did all this
nothing miss
love one one anuther
we on a tirp that dip
FERRY LOVERS
Everyone is sleeping,
As we glide across the lake towards home.
The shore line, glows in the distance.
The engine hums below the water.
And somehow I am captivated,
By the beauty of a single moment.
I’m out by the river
And this is the truth:
A boat sailed on by
That was named for a tooth.
The name was so cute
That it made me feel merry.
Come on, take a guess -
Yes, it was the Tooth Ferry!
If I had my life to live over, some might envy
Wouldn't make many changes, in fact if any
Had a glorious time
A great journey was mine
Floating above the clouds or sailing love's ferry
Follicking Rollicking Roch your world
Tallicking Tallying Tok for tale
Fock it and rock it and make it fail
Frock it and bawk it and make no shail
Ferry it and mock it
and pace what ail
Hope it and frot'h it
and fate be nailed
Tickle his ear next Larry Harry the giant roach’s brother said.
Make it good, wake him up, shake him up, make his face red.
Jerry Ferry did his best to tease the elfin man awake.
But this elf had already slept through a tornado and earthquake.
People amble, stroll or strut
To get some air or maybe
To do some chores or kill some time
Or walk with a new baby.
Still, others jog or run as fast
As feet allow (that’s very!),
Perhaps for exercise, but likely
Just to catch the ferry.
Contrary Mary
There once was a boat named “Mary”
She towed many a barge as a ferry.
One day she was mad.
She groaned; she was bad.
And that's why the folks call her, "Contrary.”
© Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen
March 7, 2010
Poetic form: Limerick
Wormhole labyrinths
bored beneath congested streets
where trains ferry poor people
into the dark abyss,
time weighing heavy on their minds.
(Wayra)
08,16, 2019
SECOND EDITION OF WAYRA Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: nette onclaud
When you open it
When you open your heart
I hold your steps
When you open your eyes I
See the Ray's of dreams
When you open your tales
Of ferry ....
When you open your feelings
You will find a gift
With love all
Jagdish bajantri
Narwhal of antartic deep, trusty
heart my soul to reap, ferry last
my wet cold skin, cross the river
Styx of sin
And if you ask of me now gone,
enquiring where my light has shone,
speak them with salt-sea’s romance,
“He’s gone to prance the Narwhal’s
dance”
Maria
The last of the ferry princesses
In middle earth
Was dancing in the forest
Dancing up a storm
When she saw Sam watching her
Love flew between them
She bewitched his soul
And he became her love slave
Until the end of time
Ended their doomed love affair.
Saying goodbye,
demanding a kiss,
I set the letters free
To romp and play,
and ferry away,
impossibility
Calling their names,
a farewell to arms,
on spoken wings they go
Fond memory smiles
to last the while
—the future theirs to know
(Dreamsleep: February, 2020)
New York City
sparkles in the sunshine
four minute ferry ride
too fast too fast
wish I owned a sailboat to to under bridges up to West Point
Linger in the bay
a long slow aimless journey
along the mighty Hudson round the bend then
to see the city
from Henry Hudson vision
out to sea
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Devours the ferry
Roars in agony
Devil’s symphony
Angels to bury...
Form:
The Force! The Force!
No Coda yet for Me!
Ooh! Scary it may Be!
A Horse! A Horse!
Then Yoda said to Me...
"Mmm, Wary you should Be!"
The Course? The Course?
No Soda Can to Sea?
"Mmm, Ferry not for Me!"
Brute Force! Brute Force!
Will Chewy go with Thee?
"Mmm, Hairy, not for Me!