White Whale Poems - Poems about White Whale

...“Up men to your posts! Don’t forget today that you are from old Virginia.” – General George Pickett Beneath Gettysburg's sun a merciless blaze Stood Pickett with his face etched......

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... To unknown shores, I have now come, to seek my fate, if I have one. Not found at home, where was before, I have now come to unknown shores. Through salty sea, through storm and wind; I've be......

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...When I am up, every sky is a boundless, cloudless expanse of brilliantly blinding blue. When I am up, I am William the Conqueror and William Shakespeare and William Jennings Bryan all in one. W......

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...(Or, The Whaler) Everybody wants a piece of my action Everyone wants a piece of me Time is money — no satisfaction All I want is to get myself free I became famous — Vulgar and shamele......

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...Have you ever drank Vulcan ale You’ll get the runs and turn quite pale You’ll need a bucket for your stool And you’ll be screaming like a fool It’s also known as a white whale......

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...Writing a torrent hoping for one Words are endemic tide zero-sum (Dreamsleep: July, 2023)......

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...The White Whale Atlantis or Holy Grail Avarice and greed destruction prevails (Dreamsleep: June, 2023)......

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...The best poetry stays silent and deep It cries for attention below still waters Each one melting into oceans weeping I still fish poorly in infinity’s pool With no reward that satisfies How th......

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...Poetry will not keep you warm Not like a cat nestled between legs But, it hunts down manic thoughts Gnashes the static till the mind gives Chases a thought till claws are bloody Keeps you drenc......

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...The sleeping beauty surrounded by lackluster roses- She receives rest I never shall, Whilst I work my hand and mind to bone and broth. The star-crossed lovers staring down from the heavens- Bliss......

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...“Superior, they said, never gives up her dead When the gales of November come early” – Gordon Lightfoot, Canadian Balladeer, from The Wreck of The Edmund Fitzgerald A song by Gordon Lightfoot I ......

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...Dedicated to my beautiful sister, Dr. Barbara Voglino, with thanks for introducing me to some of the greatest literature ever penned. Love you, Sis! The bedroom we shared, Always qu......

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...I would help man evolve toward God’s Dreams for this life And not strive just for mites (some ascribe to have worth?) (In God’s Will) let us humbly trust Grace is God’s Gift To a sinner who can’t ......

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...In oceans deep, the white whale sings He seeks a mate to ease his pain His song, it plays on our heart strings As Moby Dick searches in vain Such loneliness no whale can feign For he’s the las......

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...Word Fantasy in F Sharp Minor (3 Movements) 1 (Andante con moto) Hey man. Take this. I got it last night, under a fractured street light, with shattered pieces of clear glass, scattere......

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