Gunnels Poems - Poems about Gunnels

...Grace Darling Tempest spits upon the gunnels But Grace Darling manhandles the paddles, To rescue the folks of the Forfarshire crash, Stranded on Farne Islands off Northumberland coast. ......Read the rest...

...Kelso has a boat smeared to the gunnels, with cawk and greasy weeds. Kelso is old enough to be free of care, his dog don't care neither. At the prow of dawn he hauls dripping lobsters in ......Read the rest...

...Laid back over oarlocks, arms akimbo, hat slouched; slow riding the Loire. The river pushes into a bobbing place a sylvian picnic where female bottoms convene in soft repose. Iridescent t......Read the rest...

...Somewhere between an in and out wave, my boat broke; it's an essential scaled down vessel of my body - I become somewhat alarmed. Water being almost always in a fluid state did the unexpected ......Read the rest...

...Fog slow-dances over the inlet until water and air waltz together. Too early to tell if any birds are awake besides, my ears are muffled in the wet air. Grebes and Coots colonize this tributary,......Read the rest...

... Many now, the years have passed, Since I found my heart at sea, And never have I shared the tale That I now will grant to Thee ... We'd been a-sail for fifty weeks - Chasing blues and fins a......Read the rest...

...Kelso has a boat smeared to the gunnels, with cawk and greasy weeds. At a prow of dawn he hauls dripping lobster, and their pots up the scummy steps of the silty stone harbor, pushing a bar......Read the rest...

...Methinks aliens are preparing to invade earth Warning, this gives us time to prepare, for what it's worth Man the gunnels Prepare the tunnels Some may perish but I'll still provide the mi......Read the rest...

...Methinks aliens are preparing to invade the earth Warning, this gives us time to prepare, for what it's worth Man the gunnels Prepare the tunnels Some may perish but I'll still provide th......Read the rest...

...'Camp Chippewa, ' its tennis and rifle range, X-Class sailing, And classic 'Old Town' canvas covered wooden canoes, Not the low-class aluminum canoes of a 'Camp Thunderbird.' Cass Lake - garden ......Read the rest...

...Oh the air is not so sweet today, Nor, I fear, will it be tomorrow, For disgruntled love has left the fray Of tortured wills that brought both sorrow. Are yesterdays now just memories, (Th......Read the rest...

...Deep ocean of azure blue Overhead seagulls circling flew In constant motion, heaving sides The old merchant ship upon it rides Rust scorched it's barnacled coat Salt encrusted railings......Read the rest...

...Any one for the 8-10 to Allepo His suicide lorry packed to the gunnels there hoisted on his own petard another loved up modern muslim the stupid silly selfish silly bastard What a waste one man in......Read the rest...

...No hero me only in my dreams A pleasant night out Coast walk with my lady People mesmerised and all just looking Watching a boat drifting onto the rocks Somebody must be doing something Boat st......Read the rest...

...Floating on a sea of dreams In a craft of woven wishes Holding fast to helm of hope Trimming sail with fishes The waves advance We waltz and dance With gunnels near awash A sudden shout We co......Read the rest...