Ferry Poems - Poems about Ferry

With an oar and a long boat Down river goes the deal maker, Ferrying another soul afloat ... For I am their taker ... Black cloak 'round my shoulder Two coins in my bony hand, I bring the younger or older Off to a more distant land Paddling waters, still and gray Done a million times or more, Candle and lantern to light my...

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What did I take away from summer camp? Not COVID this year, nor the clap of one hand ringing. But, instead a more resilient health of authentic sacred wealth TransFormative dance singing integrity's great synergetic bromance. Polyphonic men mind and body embracing polypathic gods re-imaging polytheistic goddesses engaging all us in-between communal transubstantiations. My own spirited mind and strong natured body transition has not been solely limited by Others' lack of win/win imagination But also, perhaps primarily and...

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“I wish the ferry had a fairy,” said Phoebe with a frown to no one in particular (but everyone remembered later on). That’s a strange thing to say on an excursion in Year 5, especially when the teachers are around. Eating hot chips on the seat just up from me, a skinny man avoids my longing stare (Those chips of...

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Ferry man elf rode in on a stream From the River Styx, or at least it seemed…. We were a tiny bit afraid of this elf so gray. He had appeared suddenly on this somber day. Do you think he’s here to collect? Someone asked. It would be mean, and it’s such an awful task! We did not know, but we...

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clearing morning mist silhouetted hills in view Arran ferry...

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By heck it was cold on the Humber ferry The water was deep and Hull smelled like leather May I mention the bridge it’s all there’s left The boat man’s gone, it must be the Styx Right it was cold on the Humber ferry !ow I’m a widow from him who I married His mother was Hilda his father was Harry His...

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She remembered where she’d met Jerry. It had been on a moving ferry, She journeying to rejoin Kerry, With whom life was mostly merry. But Kerry Gangsters would soon bury, Seal it and there shan’t be Query! He had their rules broken with Terry; A loss and she’d kept drinking Perry And on Not-Stewed Rice: Beri-Beri… No more appetite for Sweet Cherry And rather little...

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He was a young man traveling lightly with nothing much to carry but his dreams and wide-eyed wonder and a ticket for a ferry Ride, across a river wide that meandered like nothing real while looking for rhyme and reason to come alive and learn to deal With whom and what he was inside, deeper than the skies he would soon...

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took trip on ferry waves seemed to be so scary sizes would vary (that applies to both ferry and waves) had been contrary only fools take a ferry ugly wife marry ride ferry had urge great idea did emerge buy my ticket splurge after trip would end only small amount did spend ferry my new friend would rain more and more on ferry started to pour on each beach and...

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You left me stranded on a beach. Alone. I don't feel safe without you. I crossed a bridge onto a new beach looking for safety but none was there. I wandered aimlessly over sand dunes bewitched by your memory. Seeing your face, I traced your smile in the sand to feel safe again but I didn't. Your voice...

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As we gobble berry And devour cherry The heart is merry Towards Bliss on a ferry For Jerry and Kerry And for Perry and Terry As we indulge berry And mouths cram with cherry Disappointments we bury And our woes the dreary Then, a reply that shouldn’t me weary: Where’s my promised berry And guaranteed cherry?...

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Hurry, hurry, don't miss the ferry That takes you up to Londonderry They are having their annual fair You'll hear them sing Londonderry Air. Take the trolley up to London town Where London Bridge is Falling Down Be sure to listen for old Big Ben And when you leave come back again. written August 30, 2021...

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There was a man called Terry Who captained his own Ferry When his ship hit a rock He recovered from the shock Drinking a bottle of Sherry....

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an hour before docking it was ice cold and freezing as the vessel, like scissors cut clean through the swell and the ship’s horn then sounded and woke those still sleeping startling the standing and the seagulls as well and the door opened outwards on a windswept and dark deck as a lighthouse and headland appeared to our right and the radar was turning mixing mist with...

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The Ferry Captain David J Walker I The ferry Captain waited As long as he could to fill The manifest of passengers Called to board The boat Tickets please You must have a ticket To ride II Everyday The journey seems longer As passengers grow weaker Remembering when they were Younger Stronger Closer to the shore of the Land that bore their souls III The Ferry...

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