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Hello poems
I'm your penman
And your ship which has sailed over a thousand times

Hello times
Where are you going?
Lord knows in nowhere you will find

Hello no one
Hello some
Hello life and underwhelmingness of love

Hello certainty
Hello un
And hello to you my most newly begun
underwhelmingness - Not a real word lol
Pétra Nov 7
I am sailing upon the ocean
In a rickety vessel perforated and laden with rotten boards
The black water surrounding me is rough with roiling violence
The island that was once in the distance, where I would weather the storm, is now gone
I am rocked on every side as restless giants churn the waters to foam
A profound sense of dread permeates every fibre of my body; if I lose my grip on the rigging I'll surely plunge overboard
Dragged down to the cold, crushing depths by the hungry beasts lurking below
The pale sun only breaks through the clouds overhead to mock me
A momentary respite before the hurricane resumes, bent on consuming me
My navigational charts are all wrong, the stars have switched their positions in the sky
My anchor can find no purchase
The dark sea stretches to the horizon in every direction
I know not where salvation lies
The surface ripples with movement
They are waiting
                              waiting
                   ­                         waiting
Though I must reach into the salty water to distill it, I dare not dip a single finger
For the coiling leviathans beneath will rise to meet me with great gnashing teeth and ugliness to swallow me whole
It will be dark
It will be silent
And I will be alone
So I forego the water entirely
Learning instead to live with parched lips and a leathery tongue
And the gnawing emptiness within
Bullet Oct 14
Water glistening in the way the wind blows
Light reflect on the way it glares on the waves
Open eyes listening
Glass bottle passing the light to the retina
Ears following the waves talking
Leaving memory pains that are left behind

Right way to move forward
But the bottles sands filled notes presses the words
I can't grasp no more
Letting go of love notes
The ship was wrecked
No more relations
The way the ship swayed
Left me feeling of letting go
All of the cargo

I'm yanked by this anchor
N' it won't let me n' my car go
Just another ship note story
To be told it sank
N' everything went over board
Once love now not to be found

Popped off the cork
To pour the sand filled love stories out
Watch it dissipate
Take all the memories away
The skies coated with reds n' blues
Purple then turns the sky to these dark grays
Watching the sand and water mix together
Ship notes are telling ways of dying
I'm trying to remind life is worth living
But the mind keeps rewinding

The winds are striking
The ships are hitting
Mind is erasing
But can't destroy love that has existed
I can't take it away
But the ship notes will always be noted
Hoping the water lets it one day take it way
Solaces Oct 8
Above the passing clouds the stars were moving..
As they would pass by they would sometimes split and travel to another dream..
We were watching this from my Grandmothers backyard in the past..
The night was cool and the grass was soft with a touch almost as cold as rain..
The stars became lights on a massive vessel that passed by in the past of my dreams..
My Dog Prince then came to me..
He has been dead for 24 years..
But he was there laying beside me in the cool dream grass..
The star vessel had no sound..
It was almost as if it was floating by like a massive balloon..
The ship left behind a streak of glowing rainbow ribbon in the night sky..
It slowly faded away into the now starless black sky..
My dog Prince was gone too..
I was now in the present awake in my bed...
Departure for heaven..
I've been sailing this Old Ironsides
For a long time now
Going to Ithaca in the Northeast Coast
It's a place, in the Northernmost

Waterspout is hitting my vanguard
And maple leaves are slowly falling
Together with the bow in my hands
The first tear broke freely

Furious waves hits the anchor
But the chain can't be destroy
It's made from titanium and tungsten alloy
Serenades the coming of the tide!

Harvesting the labor of perseverance
Is this a voyage of valiancy?
A flock of thoughts liberated with exclamation
As your fears of autumn blue forgotten

In the middle of the sea
Azure His majestic colors
Aesthetic shades filled the place
And the sword wobbly in the air
Thomas Bodoh Sep 24
Your lavish words enthrall me once again,
Ravishing me; accept these fingers pale.
Bind me on your palfrey, free my bale
With ****** viscid hands like tracing rain.

You, my matelot, steer me across the main
Eschewing spume-licked sea-storms by your sail.
Your lavish words enthrall me once again,
Ravishing me; accept these fingers pale.

Chain my spirit and ***** the palsied pain;
Tonight you take me. Swift my embers fail
As palmy eons end; my tragic tale
Shall meet me with the old conceited Cain.
Your lavish words enthrall me once again.
Daisy Marrow Jul 2014
Feel the tide.
I am the ship.
I am the captain.
The ocean is a savage
the way it pulls my body,
slinging me around like i'm weightless.
I will not surrender to this beast.
The waves mean nothing to me.
I've been fighting this savage ocean for a century.
100 years of getting carried away across these waters.
Isolation is my home.
It's all I know.
I brought this on myself.
I ran away from land and into the water,
unknowing of the horror it holds.
But I will not surrender
I am the ship.
I will not kiss the ocean goodnight.
I will not fight.
I will float on until the day comes I greet the sea.
My lungs will sting and my head will rush.
Leave my body in isolation.
Let it be a peace offering.
So the ocean wouldn't have to carry away another ship that day.
Jack L Martin Sep 16
Whatever happened to the common man who sits in the shadows and listens to the pillowed breeze of merchant ships sailing on ancient seas?
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