Sailors Poems - Poems about Sailors

Enrolling as a pirate is much harder than it seems, You’ll need to speak in present tense and chase your wildest dreams. Well, once you’ve trained a parrot and been measured for your hook, You have to plough through pages of the health and safety book. The pointed end’s the bow, whilst your rudder’s near the aft, Our crow’s...

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three brooms aboard a trawler moored and all a’leaning by a door brush! aloud the skipper yelled and grabbed three hands that grabbed in hand and deck the brooms a’swept three brooms a to and fro did go and catch the feet of sailors oh woah! the shouting as they fell and crashing hard their hardy crash swept on the brooms a’swept ...

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The ocean is a brimming bountiful beauty, of whales, porpoises, dolphins, seahorses, fish, seabirds, plankton, algae, sparkling brine of emerald and blue. Her dead are entombed in her eternal body, she rises in the merciless storms, with waves that toss many craft. Yet, she also lies smoothly as a sleeping kitten, mariner's timeless sea chanties in the winds. She is envious of the sailor's love for...

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Some say your words act as a balm A fleet of sweet tidings Sailing into a gray dawn. With white sails riding On the heels of a grand mast That sways without invoking A need for true ballast. It seems as though your rage That spars with mine among the waves Has now chosen to disengage From me among the graves... Of sailors lost at sea Displaced...

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Hy-Brasil Out a’high in lashin’ waves a’crashin’ anger’d sea b’yond Albion an’ Hibernia where mists a’shadow’d, lowly o’ magical Isle o’ Hy-Brasil tentacl’d ocean beast ther’ tore fear’d sailors away lest they would set o’er realms o’Gods who saw o’ bare foot giants wi’ call o’ crow blacken’d eyes an’ skies sang red they threw th’ rocks in war’s a’haze their sea’s a’wet wi’ blood upon...

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Two seamen sought to sail the sea to see the seething sea, you see. This could have happened in B.C. but no — they saw the modern sea. In 2023 A.D. the sea was like the sea B.C. which is unlike the CBC with no connection to the sea but somewhat like the BBC which does resemble the B.C. without the extra C., you see? I...

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A leisurely coffee, conversation that barely makes it across the table before slipping back into silence, shapes passing by shadowed in the blurr of their growing distance. They gather at ten, old men, landlocked yet in their mind’s aegean, letting out their long nets beneath a vast shopping center ceiling arching over them like an endless sky, horizons drawing them further out to where,...

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Moorings anew are easy as thought, Vessels tethered, fixed as weather, By an anchor, a person, or an idea, Sure to shore up evidence of defense, of itself. With every wave, memory fades soft as morning fog, Providing wet hiding and reinforcing ties, Binding us together, on shores of security, Like seamen seining a weir of our own making. Forgetting respawns our willingness, To...

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BEACHCOMBER You comb the beaches Detailed to the inches At least you might be fortunate To get even a wanton mate Your line you carry You look like one in hurry But your eyes are sharp Ready to the unlucky one map The bait is appetizing Drooping with mock rejoicing But microbes it sports Found in promiscuous ports But sailors on it fall And purge their worries...

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There is a young man who loved the sea He could read the stars and winds by age three He loved to venture along the Alaska shores Leaning the ocean at the age of four He would read of the sea and mother natures storms How quickly, from nowhere, the clouds could form He was ready to go at an early...

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` Under the chords of "white swan", the disconsolate sailor cries, copious tears of salt...!...

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hardy fishermen climb into their sailing ships gilding away, looking as vulnerable as ants on a wet log the silent cove looks on, unconcerned. Unhurried onlookers’ murmurs merge with sea’s imagination the north wind has not come down full force yet. The ships hang out in the middle of the bay, As if their inhabitants are exchanging phone numbers I watch, enjoying...

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sun slips behind clouds transparent tangerine glow a sailor's delight written August 26, 2021...

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Treasuring the years We are never far apart Within the colors of our hearts Blessed our chests Above the rest Through blossom of seeds The compassion we lead All that I have seen We have been Beyond any treasure found God loves surrounds Protected through honor We rediscover The rain has calmed as it rights the wrong Making our heavenly faith eternally strong Snow turns to ice Blessed us not once,...

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Are the sordid stories about the surreal, sharp, stoney Greek isles known as Sirenum Scopuli, supposedly inhabited by sexy, sultry, sirens, who salaciously seduced stupefied shipwrecked sailors by simply singing lascivious songs, surely mythologic or surprisingly true?...

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