Skippers Poems - Poems about Skippers

...Well what the Dickens is going on? My choice as the greatest scribe and voice of our tribe Charles not himself a cricketing man but definitely a fan Twas…the tale of two skippers and two cities ......

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... I was … awake … in the crow’s nest but doing all I could to not nod off we had been through storms that day and all the previous night (such was the North Bering) so not a soul had slept ......

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...the sea is high and running sails are fighting for the shore skippers in their shrimp boats are hauling in blow wind blow none of us are sailors here we are washed up on this Tiki bar mugs f......

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...seafarers’ paradise seven men drowned when a ship sank under gigantic waves seven weeks later they appeared on the Island of Saragossa where singing shanty is forbidden but seaweed is ser......

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...fat globs and splashes jive off the spin cycle of the ocean this afternoon I see round circles of suds amid dancing twirls and whirls, it is fabulous no one could paint these artistic swirls and bl......

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...Once almost a little village Within the city’s bounds, Huddled around the fish dock With its own smells and sounds, Streets of rows of terraces All well kept and neat, Pride shining through Ev......

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... Chiseled bone fibre silences white noise water Shiv splits through throat, jugular scissored Flung spray fusillade's lain flat slaughter Bluster bullseye sta......

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...They slip in unnoticed just below the burning rays of the sun solstice lighting on the last flowers of summer bare, sweet nectar wafting in the heavy laden air, colors brilliant, glowing, c......

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...A Glimpse of T.I.P Journey Education never stops and so learning does The moment we embrace challenges is the moment we climb and hold this torch The torch of light and hope as we, painstaki......

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...In one square mile, northeast of Noojee, there are seven birds that I often get to see as I walk on the tracks in pristine forestry, in one square mile, northeast of Noojee. A Whipbird crack th......

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...May the butterflies of this world return to us once more when the spring provides her heat we will no longer hide Eastern winds of far away lands flying in unknown shores their cellophane wings ......

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...The Rum Runners Dry was the USA a hundred years ago. Prohibition just begun, and spirits running low. Then, to the rescue, fishermen, fresh from the Georges Bank, Weighed down their boats with ......

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...Friend Ship When my inner compass falters with joy suspended from a sinking buoy as waves rush by in sunken dreams you shine the torch’s flare of sun and moon When the tell tale......

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...the following quite quirky epistle may not exhibit the ordinary characteristics of poetry, but i decided to share this self made challenge (where every word begins with the letter "S" - no explanatio......

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...Ancient Aliens They have always been here ancient? – alien? living amongst the unknowing hiding in plain sight. How have they altered our past? – our future? advanced or hindered our progre......

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