Short Old Salt Poems

Short Old Salt Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Old Salt by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Old Salt by length and keyword.


Parts of Oak

There was once an old salt named Abel
With replacement parts to enable
When he died they made good
Of the left-over wood
Enough for three chairs and a table


19 May 2919
Syllable count: 99669
Form: Limerick


Skiff

SKIFF blue hull abandoned in its twilight days sailing the sea, no more sadly, left upon the shore "the fishing boat of an old salt" June 6, 2022 Pyramids Poetry Contest Sponsored by Joseph May Image #1
Form: Verse

Random Wires

Counterfeit hope.
Tangible soup.
Soundless.
Nothing tastes like sap.
Vein growth.
Crossed wire leaves.
An old salt mine.
I bet it tastes like salt.
When you have wires in your head.
You can feel condensation.
Hopeful condensation.

Sweet-Talk From Old Salt

Once there was a man called Mike & Irk	
got his sweetheart “sweet tooth” pop rocks,
Bon-bon, candy, lollipop, toffee
Wonka laffy taffy cherry
Bloody how could the “old salt” indulge in sweet-talk?




Written for the Contest "Sweet or salty?" by my friend Poet.Andrea Dietrich
Form: Limerick

A Farming Couple

The Farming couple 


The farmer and his wife 
is harvesting almond
 a net around the tree and 
a long stick 
she picks up the nuts and puts 
them in a bag.
She is not wearing gloves and 
her hands are that of 
an old salt.
they  go home for lunch 
home- made bread and cheese
she does the washing up
while he snooze a little  
in the autumnal sun.


The Old Salt and His Sweet Dream

Forth he went upon the sea
grizzled and tough as he could be.

But when the old salt came to shore
he'd look for Jenny Lynn some more.

She was lost from him for years;
he'd shed a bucket of bitter tears.

Dreaming of the day they'd meet
the old man had a heart so sweet.

Someday he would find his daughter.
Till then he'd spend life on the water.


for "Sweet and Salty" contest
© Deb Wilson  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Couplet

Premium Member Salty Walty

Old Salt
Was Walt

Possessed
On chest

Tattoo
Of Lou

Each port
Had snort

Much booze
Blew fuse

Got tight
Had fight

Some beef
With Chief

Unwise
Blacked eyes

Uptight
Lost fight

For prank
Lost rank

For swig*
In brig

*One interpretation of swig is - strike heavily with fist!

Entry for Brian Strand's "Footle-Me" Contest

Placed in tie for 3d place in contest
Form: Footle

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