Longboats Poems - Poems about Longboats

...From the North, they came in wooden longboats, to the monastery of Lindisfarne. A Kingdom of Northern Brine to plunder the church and steal its gold. The priests had their blood splattered too i......

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...Citizens Are By the numbers, 1,2,3... count them all you see. From here and there and everywhere, we are one. America. The land of plenty. But what does that mean? There is a story......

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...Once Greenland Had bananas Monkeys sat in trees Snakes in the grass. Then it colder The jungle vanished Ice took over. Yet The Vikings Did farming Had cows And root plants. When it got t......

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...Sat all alone beside that muttering shoreline he busied Himself, diligently, and sewed. And whilst sewing, sang, in a redundant tongue, ......

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...~ In memory of Herman Melville, who lived a similar darkness to my own ~ ~ The day star hisses, Kissing the cold Bering Sea As the sky blush......

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...Finally by the blood of swordsmen They reach the mystic shore Torn by battle each parched tongue Corrupts it’s enemy once more Flesh and spirit torn then stained In legend myth and tale Blew ......

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...VIKINGS Erik went east to Yamal peninsula’s spring For Russian hides and terrifying antlers From the world’s biggest reindeer herd, In April crossing the thawing Ob River, Safe from pr......

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...This poem was inspired by the interviews by Earl K. Pollon and S. S. Matheson conducted with native Sekanni peoples who were negatively effected by the flooding of their communal homelands by the bui......

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... Arrogant autocratic Ahab Sails set seaward Heartless harpoon high Wind wracked Waves Revenge rage regret Wretched white whale Opaque Ocean oblivious Deep dark dangerous Titani......

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...4th march 2012,by : Sashi.Prabhu ( zeauoxian) Blue carpet waves, White foam gyrates. Cool breeze blowing, Beaming sun growing. Low flying crows, Fishing nets throws, Slumbering dog packs, ......

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...Blue carpet waves, White foam gyrates. Cool breeze blowing, Beaming sun growing. Low flying crows, Fishing nets throws, Slumbering dog packs, Dry nets on wooden racks. Lone fisher......

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...I am a young man, to Nantucket I've traveled never before have I been out to Sea, here in the Harbor, I've spotted the Pequod I knew then and there, that ship was for me, Ishmael is my name,I was a ......

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...The tempest rages, tossing longboats high - It’s better than a ‘straw death’ way to die. But is the cause the writhing Midgard snake? Are Aegir and his Maidens wide awake? Is Aegir lurking, plann......

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...One day herding my animals The other, tending our crop Strangers out of the distance To them, we knew not The colour of our skin Is with these distant men On arrival at my village We are he......

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...My father to me when i was young What you tell me must have been fun It was more than that I was actually there My first see A Plesiosaur Swimming in pods A family of three New to my worl......

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