Short Sextant Poems

Warm my heart touch the sky
Sail beneath these stars by and by
Winds carry my spirit see
Shaped clouded memory 

Sail uncharted sextant
Steer from journey’s door
Upon a whispering memorial
Once evermore

Spirit soar whispered tale
Deliver mentioned set sail
Leave this season for yet anew
Carry this treasure ado
To You !...

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some fill your heart with pure light and uplift it
some pack it with stone and cement and sink it
some forget it all together and happily shrink it
some bat it like a plaything and happily crack it
some use it as a raft to paddle to their better side
some fold it into a sextant to guide wayward lives
some balm it when it cracks in the bottomless fire.
some bathe it in pure love to forever make it shine....

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Stargazer's Prayer
by oldaubry

 

Capricorn, Virgo, Sagittarius too
Grace me with your image
as you come into view
I feel my true self
as I look to the sky
I can feel that one spark
as the evening is nigh
your stars are a guide
like a mariner's chart
as I use the sextant
that is bourne of my heart
I pray for safe passage
I don't want to roam
May God speed my journey
and help me get home...

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Every rodeo must have a clown 
every king his fool. 
But, a ship or boat has 
got to have rudder 
to steer it on its course. 

Lost at sea, I drift aimless 
carried by wave and wind 
I gave up on the captains log and 
sent the compass and sextant 
straight down to Davey jones 

I watch the wheel 
in it's meaningless spin 
I plot a course no more 
and I contemplate my fate 
and remember cowboys and kings....

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The Indian Ocean is mean and deep
And careless sailing often death doth reap
It’s wild and vast a lonesome place to be
Needing to ply these waters has no glee
Angry relentless waves tall meters high
And troughs below seem to hide sails from sky
There’s no release from swirling spay and foam
Steersman needs lion’s heart to bring us home
Course is set by compass, not by sextant
Person who sent us here has a hellish bent....

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It's a grand old boat-still quite reliable.
But from the darkness below.
A crimson breasted leviathan is clawing holes.
Deep into its starry soul.
She's quickly listing.
Vermin gnawing away at the sextant.
Panic is hastily jumping ship.
With the NorthStar stuffed in their bindles...

The loyalists are bailing water.
Hope garnished in salt and blistered.
Predators are slowly circling in.
To the sound of a cracked conche....

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The little sextant was diverse
to have position on the Earth.
While going in circles 'round the sun
and seeing all for what it's worth.

It shot through space
and saw the stars.
It passed through Heaven
paired with Mars.

It spun in groups
much like our own.
Through some not quite:
and lesser known.

In time it passed
our way again.
The universe
come home to men.

While those who watched
and wondered why,
would only say
that we're going by....

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