Fantail Poems - Poems about Fantail

...Poetic Diversion For Violin And No Orchestra planet shoes tiptoeing in cadences known to the mourning cloaks their soft landings on spread petals teach infinite lessons with splendid hot swis......

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...When the autumn winds blow away the last petal, And the last golden leaf is seen to gently settle On the golden carpet created for us to tread, We sit as I use your shoulder to rest my head. Th......

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...In the Med aboard the Byrd, Captain spoke and gave the word. Rough course ahead, but still on track. If not on duty, then hit your rack. For Rob and I, we had to know. So, topside bound to s......

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...Standing on the fantail of a warship on patrol, Its wake stretching off to from where I’d come, Transporting me back to my first day aboard, Three long deployments ago. I’d learned about things......

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...Monochrome winds fantail snowdrifts. Fleck-churned sparks maw feathery flights and a howling backdraft spikes matted fur. Pawing winds spring traps clenched, injurious icicled haunches hollowed.......

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...A tramp steamer plies an ocean of fog. The Chief Bos’n makes a note in the log while the helmsman Strains to see beyond the wheel. The ship’s Captain leaves the bridge with a groan. It’s his ......

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...Ode to the Flowers- -A Sonnet So fine flowers, your colors so bright. the way in the wind you flap, wallow and soar, Invades my mind day and through the night, Always dreaming about the ple......

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...Sitting on the old black oak, where we used to fish together, lost in the past, I think back, and remember a better day. You wrote to me about your new ship, and new friends, and your new Pontiac,......

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...The Moon Also Rises The Midwatch Harry Mayer The X.O.’s in the shower and the Captain’s in his bed. The Chiefs’ are playin’ poker as we’re steamin’ to the Med. “I’ll take that bet and ......

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...The morning has started with a trace of a dew An ascent through the tussock ignites the new day Trailing huntaways eager to work on the ewes Awaited shrill whistles loose the dogs on t......

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... Flittering fantail, With its cheerful little peep, Turn me hypocrite. (c)2016 PJ Bayliss ......

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...There’s a time-honoured stretch of a river that’s a cog in the natural wheel flowing longer than mans’… time upon earth and home for the blackfish and eel. They say that the time of the crayfi......

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...When I get tired of the concrete and tar there’s a place I can go, and not travel far, that hasn’t been touched by progress at all; nature stands still beneath gums growing tall. And in amongst......

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...Willy Wagtail Willy wagtail black of body White of breast now in his suit Elegant as Cary Grant Tuxedo is his bag of fruit……..slang 4 suit Rides upon the sheep or cattle Plucking insects fr......

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...FantaledShrimpe The girls were slow the act was nice but they were slow the drinks were melting the ice before the patrons reordered some. The place was dead the sex was pantomimed. The directo......

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