Sailors Poems

Sailors poems bring the best collection of short and long sailors poetry. Poems for him and her and every poetry lover. These great sailors rhymes are so amazing they will touch your heart and keep you craving for more. Hope you find your own deep meanings in these sailors poems. They are decent, rhyming, free spirited and true. Thoughts on sailors are here for you.

Fifth Grade Sailors

Fifth Grade Sailors short poem

The river only ran in the rain but being in Seattle that was often this was back before being wet was a hardship, there being no style we had old coats and arthritic umbrellas not even boots just wet feet,

The Sea and its Sailors

The Sea and its Sailors short poem

Abandon, abandon the ship There’s no one coming to save Abandon, abandon the ship Quick! escape your graves Abandon, abandon the ship She cried Abandon, abandon the ship The captain lied to you Abandon, abandon the ship There’s nothing left

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Saved By A Mermaid

Saved By A Mermaid long poem

Well I was going down for the third time In the deep blue sea after our ship caught Fire mysteriously then I felt a hand taking Mine and a voice saying everything’s gonna Be ok, everything’s gonna be fine, I

Sailboat Afloat

Sailboat Afloat short poem

sea grew wild, rain couldn’t cease rain fell drops, from tears of souls… the sailboat floats, on angry seas. wind blew hard; their distant howls like predators out, like ancient owls. Tide close in; a thunderous shout makes sun retreat,

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Quarter Moon

Quarter Moon short poem

The quarter moon has arrived on seaside, The carved bay being limited by sandline Is quite pleased with saline touch And is watched carelessly by drowsy moon. The breathing silence of distant forest, Feels happy for not being assailed by

For those in peril

For those in peril short poem

The maroons were heard in the dark hours of night Rain lashed, wind roared, the storm at its height Men roused from warm beds, no need to be told That lives were in peril on a sea cruel and cold

Insurrection

Insurrection long poem

There’s a line in the sand drawn in dark distant lands, where the guts and the glory and fine marching bands will all die in the dust and play into their hands, till they all say, NO! Those invisible walls

Cigarette – Messenger Of Death

Cigarette   Messenger Of Death long poem

Introduction: It comes in a small cylinder of white rolled cover, a-four-inch-processed-tobacco- leaves, which becomes very active from slow and low combustion sustained by heat. Call it cigarette- maybe cigar-spit tobacco, perhaps, hookahs, menthol, bidis, clove or kreteks, probably, shisha

A Moon Has Crashed

A Moon Has Crashed short poem

After bending the oracle, there was participation in voice of grievers. The child of sun was dead in arms of nature. It moves, when I thought it was stillborn, the history of mankind. In the saddest day today, I believe

Lakeland Manor

Lakeland Manor prose poem

Ships at bay come and go every day and every night at Lakeland Manor and sailors are welcome to stay but only if they are brave…It is a beautiful castle but like they say you can’t judge a book by

To Live Life As We All See Fit.

To Live Life As We All See Fit. prose poem

Freedom an all important right in this country coming from faith and mercy hundreds of years ago Control is now becoming a standard way of life, being told what to say or how to live is not the way one

Lakelands Manor

Lakelands Manor prose poem

Ships at bay come and go every day and every night at Lakeland Manor and sailors are welcome to stay but only if they are brave…It is a beautiful castle but like they say you can’t judge a book by

The Lighthouse

The Lighthouse short poem

The sail caught the wind; as did the hull catch the tide, Piercing the darkness, shimmered the feeble light, A constant companion in the dark… Wooing ships and sailors alike, The lighthouse, keeping its forlorn promise; Providing a sweet haven

A Sailor’s Story

A Sailors Story prose poem

A sailor’s story lingers long while others disappear; its locale point is Cuban soil when freedom was still here. My tall young frame was all decked out with new tight tailored whites, with thirteen shiny buttons new, that much improved

New Four Quartets (year 2015)

New Four Quartets  (year 2015) long poem

Are angelic neurons fleshing inside a trans-Inquisition tavern? Another kind of speaking, pontificating globe? Can we feel the burning and sexing of the four seasons with the four elements, recycling earth, water, air, fire, to produce the quintessence of your

Is this love?

Is this love? short poem

In my heart, now lives a butterfly, flitting from flower to flower, drunk with nectar. Is this love? In my heart, now lives a bull, with fiery eyes, with feverish horns, thirsting for blood. Is this love? In my heart,

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Rain

Rain short poem

Rain, go somewhere else, I’m pained within. Wash away hurtful experiences. longed to hold onto my innocence, beauty. flawed personality, though wounded. Rain, don’t improve appearances, It’s my heart that needs mending, Start renewing what’s most important, It’s not my

Emotional Vampire

Emotional Vampire short poem

Through the veil of love and care Innocence was taken to task Pleas fell on deaf ears Vampire thrived on tears An intentional infliction of pain Tears began pouring like rain With slander, abuses and rage The naive was kept

I Love You

I Love You ode

She is silent, He is silent, But the silence is broken, And the eyes are doing their work, A beautiful heart in love, Is reflected in the eyes. She knows it well, He knows it well, Then why this refrain?

Our Fate In Our Hands

Our Fate In Our Hands short poem

Born in the filth and dirt, mocked and jeered everywhere, shouted and screamed at always, with the vision of people coming home with bloody hands and a gun in pocket, ever said to be born with a fate like that,

Bells For Eveline Pt. 2

Bells For Eveline Pt. 2 short poem

Jesus Christ spoke from the holy book, That suffering is at an end, If that’s all it truly took, Then lonely Eveline wouldn’t have to pretend, The rain falls while she does mourn, Days pass, unnoticed by her grief, As

It Comes From Within

It Comes From Within short poem

I felt God within me. The wave spread through my mind, There are roses growing, From the fertile inner soils, Wisdom I seek I seem to find, Appearing before me like a transitory gift I need only extend my hand,

The Photograph

The Photograph elegy

Linked arms, looking into the future, my daughters, In jim-jams, bought from Sunday markets, Off the Thame Road, and your beautiful young faces. This picture of a world I no longer have, imbued With all the scattered sadnesses of time,

The Demon That Dwells Beneath.

The Demon That Dwells Beneath. short poem

I don’t just reside under your bed. Don’t you dare escape me, I’m inside your head. My eyes are on you, I crave your blood. My soul is burning, My greed may flood. Trick or treat? I’m impossible to beat

In Ring Of Fire

In Ring Of Fire short poem

After a peek into the world news, I will start asking many questions to myself in the dialect of hurling petrol bombs that, how many names of a god are valid in my poor dictionary of past truths? I start

I’m Magic

Im Magic short poem

I’m a wispy boon a gleeful surprise ineffable in my own still growing , but I’ve grown Even you are me, I am he This heart – this oarsman keeps me alive or the breaths would’ve lasted at five My

Colour Benders

Colour Benders short poem

Pink socks and pink shoes Pink bands and pink studs For my boy who is in the pink of health Blue bands and blue laces Blue shorts and blue drops For my girl Who blows the blues away. They shine

Nightmare

Nightmare short poem

sometime I watch the fear held aloft by you, possessed, you try to protect yourself from you in vain, very thirsty, white hydrangeas on your lips tremble, exhaust their need for clouds in blue eyes, pale fountain gives up tumult

Let go

Let go short poem

When you ripped my mind and watched the fragments fly up around all over, I wonder how the frozen weightlessness of my memories of our past made you feel. Smiling, I let you go, while you still tried to melt

My Dream, I Want To See Green

My Dream, I Want To See Green short poem

Every time I breathe, It is like a new world that I meet . I have got so much happiness in my life , That I feel , I am alive . I want everywhere green, And I want to

Heads And Hearts

Heads And Hearts ballad

Come with me and let’s play a game- flip a coin heads or hearts in an affair! Can it be that you simply don’t care- about a fool who’s taken your dare? Surely my smile wasn’t hard to conceal- if

Love Falls

Love Falls long poem

Her beauty was captivating sweet of heart, flustered within shades of hazel searching still luster. She seemed adrift the tides vacant stare of sadness walking lovelorn shadows on mystic nights. She was perfect the other half of me, pertinent as

For You

For You short poem

To gaze at the gleam in your deep loving eyes, across the heavens I’d soar, to find the brightest burning star to warm the sweet face I adore. To you, I would give the universe, entire, just to see the

My Hero

My Hero short poem

The warmth of his comfort did reach me; a soothing calm… ’twas some magic potion, a caressing balm, he seemed to sense my intense turmoil; the nerves that jangled; the mind’s fertile soil.. Those anxious thoughts that tore serenity, that

Black Roses

Black Roses short poem

Wading in your memories. Through an orange smoke. Against a mirror, a lake shrinks. Days are smaller now licking the night I will count the candles Of your birthday. A haunted landscape scoops a wedding of a flame with a

Stormy Night

Stormy Night short poem

The dark clouds are rolling in quickly, wild wind blows fast and fiercely Many leaves and twigs start twirling around and circling Feeling like Edgar Allen Poe, In the distance I can hear some echo’s Of many dog’s barking in

Blue and Black

Blue and Black short poem

Battery of my phone was too sleepy The alarm dozed off… A series of “Getting Late” followed The mirror frowned at me and I stepped out of that drowsy door… I sat in the bus that looked like my boss

Pawpaw

Pawpaw short poem

Sit next to me Pawpaw A small voice commands. Read to me Pawpaw. Read it again Pawpaw, A small voice commands. Do not skip a word. Chase me Pawpaw, A small voice commands. Lord, I’m tired. Snack time Pawpaw A

The First Taste Of Love

The First Taste Of Love short poem

The first taste of love is always so sweet A wonderful time, we share our honest moments The longing one feels to see each other Makes the heart to race and skip a beat The first taste of love is

Burning Sun

Burning Sun ode

I was crawling deep down the wood, Flowers of love blossomed on head, Red, yellow, blue, green leaves smile, Waiting to greet the lovely dawn for a while Looking at the bounty of burning sun Warming in his strong arms

The Valley Of Flowers —— Nature’s Own Unique Garden

The Valley Of Flowers         Natures Own  Unique Garden short poem

From behind the dark blue hills The Sun like a king in golden armour Appears in the morning sky Radiating light and life Down to the farthest corner . The dazzling rays descend Gracefully on the flowery carpet cautious enough