Steamboats Poems | Examples


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Steps To A Cup Of Coffee

Thousands half-naked people
Roasting under the scorching sun
Extracting billions of coffee beans
Transported by steamboats
Sailed hundreds miles away
Unloaded, traded and grinded
Brought to a modest cafeteria
Someone fry, boil, and serve
A cup of sweet aroma coffee
To a coffee-lover customer.

Premium Member Monotone Drone In the Zone

Vibrations in monotone
buzzing out drones;
sparks sinus pain relief,
such energy defeats the headache foe
with quickening blood flows.

A mystical tide running wide
among Yirdaki notes breathy throats
didgeridoo promotes tranquility like,
steamboats chugging out their waves of foam.

Premium Member Ode To H2o

H2o, showers does cause colorful flowers on earth to greatly bloom
It is on the atomic table: this of 2 hydrogen atoms and 1 oxygen
It being the transportation medium for all nutrients needed
Vital for all living cells absorbing their daily organic sustenance

H2o, in fruits juicy gushing gushers are oranges and watermelons
It assist us with our hygienic health and cleanses clothes
There in the sea we can do swimming, snorkeling and surfing
Grapes, of red and white wine fluids facilitate taste bud pleasure

H2o, in a human’s body is about 65%; that is liquid water
Steam vapors are in turbines and in steamboats and ship generators
Rains at cold temps produce unique snowflakes that falls to earth
Rivers and lake reservoirs are fresh water access and storage

H2o, in life, love, living and leisure, all is connected
Recommended is the drinking of it at eight ounces per daily usage
Medicines and milk and mangos all contain this wonderful substance
It is transparent, pure, refreshing, and very much liked and is needed

A dedicated ode to “the gloriously created and greatly used H2O


Porthgain Harbour

This rusting chain is witness to an age
When slate was quarried from these ancient cliffs
And where one hundred quarrymen earned a wage.
This harbour, filled with steamboats, schooners, skiffs,
Became a hive of industry, back when
Demand for road-stone, roofing slates and bricks
Was at its peak, then never seen again.
In modern times it’s in the tourist mix;
From far and wide they come; their aim – “The Shed”—
A posh fish restaurant.  Book in advance,
Secure your table, or disappointed
And hungry be, and float in fresh fish trance.
The smell of fish and chips wafts from the galley.
Move on, quick! Away!  We dare not dally.

New Orleans

New Orleans

The buildings rise from the horizon in the morning sun,
			and the city begins to wake
			as the scent of creole-style gumbo 		
				rises from the streets.

In the distance, the Mississippi teems, 
			alive with a thousand variety of fish 		
		as the steamboats, oil riggers, and 			
			ships move inland.

To the port of New Orleans, children take the ferry 
			with their parents and wave hello 		
		from the windows of omnibuses 
				and chat of the weather.  

In the daylight, the city traffic creeps at a slow pace 
			as people rush to and fro, 

Taxis honk in the streets as bicycles rush beneath the lights 			
	and along the sidewalks.

Young couples sip cafe lattes at the local coffee shop 
		as grandmothers and grandfathers take their 		
		grandchildren to the aquarium.  

I am a spectator to all these events, 
			a solemn witness in pen and ink, and 		
		I think there is a commonality 				
			in this walk of life.

Children Play

Children Play

Shape
magic
fantasies
collectively
imaginary friends live, too…pretend.

Children, laugh their play on a summer day
steamboats travel 
making waves
dolls grant
love!


© Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen
    January 16, 2010

Poetic form: Double Tetractys


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