Short Rudders Poems

They are steered like rudders on ships
Their port lies between my two lips
My day is a drag
Lest my mouth snags a bag
Of Doritos Nacho Cheese Chips...

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One thing leads to another and another and another
If it didn't, life would stand still till the final buzzer
No thrilling stuff
Just run round in the buff
Molesting young fillies by grabbing their rudders...

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One thing leads to another and another and another
If it didn't, life would stand still till the final buzzer
No thrilling stuff
Just run round in the buff
Molesting young fillies by grabbing their rudders...

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One thing leads to another and another and another
If it didn't, life would stand still till the final buzzer
No thrilling stuff
Just run round in the buff
Molesting young fillies by grabbing their rudders...

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I watch you soar in your thermal.
I wonder what that must be like to feel.
See you glide using your wings tips as rudders.
What skills nature bestowed on thee.

I watch in awe of your splendour.
Power and precision with such ease.
You bank and dive with such majesty, so magnificently.

I see your silhouette over a watered sun.
The sky is yours undoubtedly.
I watch you soar in your thermal.
Nature gave that privilege to me....

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Words once spoken
Can't be broken
Too late you find the damage done

Either uplifting
Or unforgiving
Words are best spoken in love

Can't take them back
Once they've left your lips
From the tongue speaks the heart

Rue the day
They've had their say
Truthfully in who you are

Best be thinking
Before speaking
Avoiding pain from what's been heard

Horses take bits 
Rudders turn ships
Be careful how you steer your words...

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A father ails, a son's lover's lament
Steel rudders committed, what hues to lament.

No courage, the lover feels not what to speak
A channel untuned to the feast of lament.

Tradesmen and saints, what heed they at all?
The father feigns slumber, a weak heart's lament.

The lover replaced, made a crater unwhole
His plea unreturned, an unpromised lament.

One tender father, one lover's fair bones
Their son and companion, shared in lament....

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Brooding sky, soaked in red,
cloudless, hidden eyes instead.
Dripping landscapes, broken lines,
burning planet, space and time.

Too much weight to drag and tow
shadow captain pilots know.
Raging currents, reckless whims,
presage flatter, calming conditions.

Her vessel floats alone, she drifts
with battle scars and sleepless lists,
trails of wreckage, the foaming sea,
in her wake I follow distantly.

Myths of luck like rudders hold
legacies, the stuff of stories told....

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