Short Sailboat Poems

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Premium Member sailboat



I sail
in my dream world
on waters glassed
towards my own true north
the wind fills billowing sails
as birds glide
Form: Verse


Premium Member Sailboat

Sailboat

sails set
starboard sheets taut
west winds ten knots
wheel steady in my hand
not a cloud in the blue sky
fresh salt air
sea
Form: Verse

Premium Member Sailboat

sailboat, dear conveyance of my dimmed dreams, glide freely 'neith the sun I'll watch as you sail away with my heart
Form: Verse

Premium Member Priceless Freedom

A lonely sailboat.  poised over the ocean's width  grasping his freedom
  Written: December 05, 2021
© Sotto Poet  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Haiku

Premium Member The Ss Are Squinding

Slippery squat salamander squinding,
Sucking, slurping under my sailboat. 
Deviously deciding a dindling,
Grotesque gargoyle giants squind your throat!


Premium Member CAPE WINDS

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Cape wind fills the sails~ white wings skimming indigo, tipping toward the sun. Salt-spray arcs in laughing light
Form: Other

Noah

A man named Noah once built a sailboat
so large people said it would never float.
But the waters they rose,
the doors he hurried to close,
then did he look at his neighbors and gloat.
© Amy Frazey  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Limerick

Premium Member Fishing Boats On the Beach At Les Saintes - Van Gogh

Inspired by the Painting of Vincent Van Gogh 
                  "Fishing Boats On The Beach at Les Saintes"


    sky stunning sapphire, sand spectacular amber, sail-boats snoozing snug...
sea
Form: Monoku

Premium Member Sailboat

blue and white sailboat
      rocking on the water’s edge
             rippling reflection
    waits for the next ride to start
     freed by the wind on the lake

Heidi Sands

9/25/19
Form: Tanka

A Poem By the Sea

By the sea
in a clear morning, i
opened the doors of perception
and made an inspired poem...
delivered it to the sea
as a vibrant wave
As a manned sailboat
by sailor verses
to succeed all
oceans... !

Will Not Receive My Backing

Will Not Receive My Backing

Trump will not receive any of my backing,
While from him are receiving a shellacking;
Total trouble make;
Being breath taker;
Sailboat turned over after all of  his tacking.

Jim Horn
© James Horn  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Limerick

Raftsman

From primal atavism
            Navigating the procela
            with strong courage and faith
              sailboat will sail

              Neptune Counterpart
              tame dark sea
              ancient pirogue raft

Kissing the Ocean

You left me kissing the ocean,
Never constant, changing fast.

I looked into the mirror this morning,
Blue, like the ocean, wide and vast,

But cracked like an addict,
A sailboat, a young bone,

Yet strong as deep roots,
And cursed: Forever Alone
Form: Couplet

Premium Member Yo Ho Ho and a Bottle of Fun

Yo ho ho and a bottle of fun
Sailboat swirls into sight, carrying one.
He is looking at the dock, for his lady love
Seagulls, a frog, and a turtle dove

Where would she be?
Is she in the next port?
Did she forget she was meeting me?
A voice yelled “Hey Sport!”
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Seasick

These high waters are worse than choppy
Scary roller coasters they copy
Our vessel tossed like a sailboat
We can barely stay above or afloat

This storm is the worst I’ve ever seen
It makes my stomach feel green
I am too ill to primp or preen
Tossed and turned like a kidney bean
Form: Rhyme

Out To Sea

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

Premium Member drums of time

I sometimes imagine
sailing on a blue sailboat
southward along Africa
an albatross soaring above my head
the scent of cloves and vanilla in the air...
as I am approaching the shores
of legendary Zanzibar
I suddenly awaken painfully…
still it’s wonderful to dream
with eyes wide open

Weekend

The winds blow gently through the mast
as waves shimmer in sunlit sheen,
the weekend has arrived at last,
the winds blow gently through the mast.

We make ready, dock lines are cast,
sailboat and crew, adventure keen.
The winds blow gently through the mast
as waves shimmer in sunlit sheen.
Form: Triolet

Gull Envy

put me on a sailboat
let me ride the winds of falling darkness
Find a star to tease a memory
Let it rain as the prow dances
swallow hot buttered rum
from a bouncing thermos
Watch the coast light up the clouds
Let the weather take me home
for at least an hour or ten
Tasting freedom at its finest
Form: Bio

Wind

Being ancient but 
perky I am not here
for you to bond my

strength, to lock me like
a djinn into a bottle
for making a wish 

as and when you wish
but to guide your sailboat through 
wild, choppy waters,

just to play with your 
hair, to cool the fever and 
kiss the tearful face of yours.
© Diana Bosa  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Choka

Hindsight

At times in my life, I thought I was dead 
Like a lone soul lost in dark of the night 
Blinded sight could not see the paths ahead 
Wandering like a ghost, afraid of the light 

Like a sailboat without destination 
I sailed and sailed too far from the shore 
Then caught in pit of procrastination
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Romantic Sunrise-triolet

I long to ink the sunrise pink, whilst heeling tall on sailboat deck. I drink the blue impassioned drink. I long to ink the sunrise pink, Coerce the sun with brilliant wink, Infuse the dawn with fluid peck. I long to ink the sunrise pink, whilst heeling tall on sailboat deck.
Form: Triolet

Sarah

staring at a stereo
in the Serengeti
Sarah getting stir crazy
gotta get out of this ghetto
Sarah saw a
chance and took it
sailed on a sailboat
slowly to Nantucket
thanks wholly
to her Nan’s ticket
nice of her and now
Sarah seems brighter
somewhat better
as she wrote neatly
in her Nan’s letter

Miscellaneous

Miscellaneous

The escargots attack,
They hide their guns 
On their spiral shells,
Be careful, Giants.

You think, you think,
But you do nothing,
It’s like watching
A sailboat, set sail
Heading for the moon.

A felucca on the Nile,
A white and round veil,
The soothing under the sun
Won the whole crew.
Form: Quatrain

Premium Member The Ocean Blue

The waves lapping the hull of the boat.
Gentle rocking, lulling us to sleep.
Anchored offshore, we peacefully float.
Long awaited vacation, out in the deep.

This week is the best week we've ever spent,
Here on the ocean, alone with you.
Falling in love all over again
With you, the sailboat and the ocean blue.
Form: Rhyme

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