Tanker Poems - Poems about Tanker

...That night, in a strange place I was like a fly Circling a street light Reeling…Reeling! I felt so alone Fear wrenched my throat Couldn’t predict When I would be charred to death I ......Read the rest...

...Note this poem was written some time ago but I was sick and deleted my site. I have been patiently reposting my poems since 9 October 2000. On November 13, 2002. The Prestige, one of twelve ta......Read the rest...

...Not quite a slave After war number 2 when the time was hard and oil was undiscovered, hidden under deep waters when our town stank of stale fish oil and people made their booze called “sats” ......Read the rest...

...I climb to the top of the Eiffel tower to catch the remnant of hope gliding through the skies in a bolt of lightning as it circles the three hundred- and thirty-meters pinnacle standing bravely on th......Read the rest...

...JOTTINGS Folded paper and scribbled notes Mutterings of my cluttered mind Things to do I hope to remember The memory club, I’m a member If not, then that’s why I will find Ideas are sheep, wo......Read the rest...

...The elephant in the room went out for a drive, creating a scene in the scenic coastal town. Large as a barge, roaming the hills and the valleys. It was a bumpy road, mammoth and metastatic......Read the rest...

...68 years ago 68 years ago, I was onboard the world's oldest tank ship wooden decks and looking like a sailing ship more than a tanker in the Black Sea on the way to Odesa. The sea had ice fla......Read the rest...

...Previously happy to live in Sri Lanka, Doing well as mover of tanker, Even as Sri Lankan roads got busier And traffic of the rush hours not easier… Then, he was fatter and franker But living f......Read the rest...

...I recall a scary time when I brushed shoulders with death. A blustery winter wind seeded snow with freezing rain. I got stuck on the highway in whiteout conditions. And the road was one big ......Read the rest...

...The Edmond Fitzgerald was a tanker bold, twenty five thousand tons of cargo, she held in her hole. A crew of twenty seven sailors, a captain and a mate sailed the stormy waters of a Michigan Great......Read the rest...

...Scratching a bug bite. A bug bit him in the rear. Which was the culprit? Could it be a mosquito? He slept butt-naked last night. ......Read the rest...

...This weathering vessel that casts about A barge adrift in the river of lies. My crumbling ship, my hopes all cast in doubt I navigate past cults of crying eyes. This rusting old tanker betrays ......Read the rest...

...The Red Texaco Fire Chief Truck David J Walker I’ve seen them parked on the shelves of antique stores Too numerous to count That Red Texaco Gas tanker truck Made of pressed sheet metal ......Read the rest...

...Bosporus Bosporus 1956, the old tanker where I was a galley boy had anchored waited for orders to proceed into the black sea. A rowing boat came alongside they were selling fez the latest fad......Read the rest...

...by Bob Moore © 2020 (keep the tune of Lilli Marlene in your mind) I was born in England, 1942. Dad was in the Army, and learning what to do if Jerry the German should invade he’d make them pay......Read the rest...