by Tom Cunningham |
Categories:
death, horse, love, soldier, war,
My one true love with eyes of sparkling blue
Our hearts as one it was our destiny
Heaven sent you for me and me for you
It would not last but end in tragedy.
War intervened I’d have to go away
To the Crimea with the light brigade
My true love I thought of every day
Our lives on hold along with plans we’d made.
The Captain said “suppress your greatest fears
Ride close ranks and do not come asunder”
The noise of hooves were ringing in my ears
Sounds they made were like a raging thunder.
A lance pierced me and off my horse I fell
Then death came down, my life I bid farewell.
Written on 7th February 2019.
by Gary Smith |
Categories:
bird, humorous, language, pets,
My parrots name was Captain Flint,
Boy that bird could swear.
I never invited visitors,
So blue was the air.
He'd squawk "pretty effing polly"
Or "give us a cracker you t##t"
I'd never heard such swearing,
I never taught him that.
I bought him off a sailor
Who was heading back to sea,
He said to me, "you'll love him
He's such good company."
And what he said was right
He entertained, it's true.
I said "who's a pretty boy then"
He squawked, " well not effing you !"
The profanities just got too much,
I sold him, with regret.
But the house seems so quiet now,
Without my 'effing' pet !
by Tim Smith |
Categories:
life,
Two o'clock she hits me hard
I salute to another captain
look around and swallow hard
Not as hard as you leaving
hitting me straight between the eyes
stars spinning right after midnight
can't remember exactly why
Whispers filled the empty cauldron
along with a pint of homemade wine
life already was a struggle living
now what am I going to do with all this time
Whiskey glasses and bathroom mirrors
keep on holding back the cries
another pent up night in Georgia
running scared and telling lies
Come on back before the summer
when my troubles will be unclothed
sprinkle love upon these shoulders
before this man has decomposed
by Kim Rodrigues |
Categories:
love, sea,
“Charm'd magic casements, opening on the foam
Of perilous seas, in faery lands forlorn.”
John Keats Ode to a Nightingale
“Strange to find a sea captain quoting Keats.”
The Ghost and Mrs. Muir
She knows nothing
about the sea,
the sails or thee,
your perilous tongue
swimming with the sharks.
The captain dies
by suicide -
nay.
stupidity -
aye.
She’s protected,
captured
by his salty speech.
Oft the wind
carries
its scent of aftershave -
nay, again,
for the bearded captain
scowls,
transcends
with this blasted widow
scores
a poetic love.
11/19/2019
by Warner Baxter |
Categories:
adventure, character, drink, ocean, sea, voyage, water,
~*~
PIRATES ON THE SEA
CAPTAIN MORGAN, LIFE, LOVE LOOT
A BOTTLE OF RUM
~*~
by Debbie Duncan |
Categories:
desire, devotion, longing,
She Waits with wanton desires
It's been six months out to sea
She read from his words
He did not disappoint her
Words of love & lust dripped
From Lavender scented pages
She longed to read those words
Seemed forever and a day
You know where to stand
Where I can see all of your glory
Do not wash, I dream of your smell
So there she stood "waiting "
For the captain of her heart!
8pm 10/ 13/ 2011
by Karen Feist |
Categories:
loveme, me,
I live inside this bottle
Because it makes me feel
Like nothing else I've ever felt
Don't tell me it's not real
The Captain looked into my eyes
And saw the pain that I denied
He knew His love could set me free
When I saw in Him what He saw in me.
by Ettie Christian-Bowling |
Categories:
baseball,
Oh captain,our captain,
How much us Yankees will miss you so.
20 years You gave us,
Without any complaints to a friend or foe.
You gained our love and trust,
Your surely and forever have our respect,
That no other player will every deflect.
A true Yankee through and through....
We couldnt be prouder,
You was always our fighter.
So calm and relaxed was you,with every
Game you showed how much you did care,
Even if you have left the plate your presence
Will always be felt there.
What more is there to say,
We know you went out your way.
by Iolanda Scripca |
Categories:
death, husband, life, lost love, nostalgia
Lace of dreams - long time gone -
Embraces waist of maiden
An off- white whisper's subtle tone
Drops shyly pearls from Heaven
Breeze flutters holographic Me
My wounded captain has returned
I feel like floating rainbow glee
His eyes are red and face is stern
He drops his gear and runs through me
A desperate undertow of sorrow
I never felt so loved and free
He screams as there is no tomorrow
The dawn drops soundproof double door
I leave him lonely in the wild
Surrendered heart returns to war
As I find peace along with child...
for Carolyn's Contest "Ghost"
by Rosalyn Lampkin |
Categories:
faith, inspirational, religion, life, god, god, jesus, life,
GOD is the MASTER
of our Faith
JESUS is the CAPTAIN
of our Soul
When we are sailing
on the Ship of Life
the storms don’t last very long
Our Ship of Life is beaten and worn, but,
with GOD as our MASTER
and JESUS as our CAPTAIN
our Ship of Life keeps sailing on
The storms of life will forever rage on
with GOD watching from above
and JESUS onboard
our Ship of Life
keeps sailing through troubled storms
When our Ship of Life reaches
that distant shore
all of our troubles will be left onboard
because our Ship of Life
will be anchored in GOD'S Mercy
and blessed with JESUS' Love
Rosalyn
by T Wignesan |
Categories:
lost love,
Limerick crochet: The Saga of Sea Anne-Anne
Once the Captain of the good ship Anne-Anne
Took to the waves to conquer the main.
Slept round the clock mid-ship
Towed his women aft-ship:
Yet women and ship turned on him in pain.
The Flying Oarsman won America gain
And tamed the raging waters Sea Anne-Anne.
One cup he never won
Was the Darling fourth one:
A touching tale this: the tears shed by Jane!
© T. Wignesan – Paris, 2013
by John Watt |
Categories:
family, father, fathers day,
Though tempest's foaming deep swells far from land
and restless waves should buffet his small boat,
the Captain at the wheel with steady hand
trusts Providence to keep the crew afloat.
A Shepherd finds green pastures for his flock
protecting them that they may safely dwell
and carries injured lambs who cannot walk
to nurture them with love until they're well.
Preparing lesson plans and lecturing,
the Teacher answers questions patiently -
delighting in the joy knowledge can bring,
imparting light for growing eyes to see.
Lord, please grant wisdom, strength, and grace to me
to captain, shepherd, teach my family.
Written 18 June 2022
Happy Father's Day
by Jeremy Street |
Categories:
baby, love,
We couldn't see the turmoil past their swirling smoke
Something strange although ? Seeking for a gesture her children
Granted this clarity should not be given; at least, in his physical realm
Ninty-nine blue balloons these answers wavering amid another's storms saddling
Up their unicorns ride captain ride, upon your mystery ship ? Bovine bottles and goat milk
Spilling from their lips hedge hog philosophy drawn from, portentouslies mystical pit: labyrinthos
Doggerel dogma Dodo's delirium tremens delivered aside Dae's podium being definitive's deism hiscere...
Maitre d'hotel feigned her facade espouse, gyrations; marinated peace signs his pork's stillborn ? Love's keyhole.
by Lyric Man |
Categories:
dream, fantasy, feelings, longing, love, magic, memory,
He's still out there
the stars can see
More than memories
what's yet to be
Your melancholy
turned to muse
No, not forsaken
there's still a fuse
Ignite the flame
and fan belief
Between the lines
beyond the grief
A lonely sailor
just off your shore
He has returned
heart aches for more
And more and more and more
He aches for more
More of you!
~Lyric Man
Note: This is a song about possibilities, even when hope is gone. Maybe just beyond where you can see there still abides a love that's true. A love that hasn't forgotten. A love that's trying to make its way back to you. Is there more than melancholy memories?
by Ginger Marie |
Categories:
introspection, life, lost love, love
You think there will be a next time?
You've betrayed my trust
It feels like it was all lust
to you and I can not stand
These emotions at hand
I don't want to hurt
So why would I revert
back to this again?
by Sukmawati Komala |
Categories:
hope,
My Boat sailed away
dark clouds collided
above the vast ocean
waves hit
strongly urged
my boat
sailed away from me
led away
precious treasure
a special heart
turbulence wind
so powerful
ready to roll
the banner on a mast
a white banner
beautifully embroidered
knitted with
love
my favorite boat
sailed away
vast oceans
can’t be
be measured
strong expectation
the captain
remain victorious
to guide my boat
sailing safely
develop the white banner
embroidered with love
till longing bring you back
meet these eyes
who never tired
waiting for the boat
carve the sea level
and sail back
~ (c) Sukmawati Komala ~
19 April 2013
by Kim Rodrigues |
Categories:
military,
crisp white uniform
like pure white ocean foam
his eyes navy blue
for he winked at the sea
his shoes polished squid-ink black
with superior shine
his medals proudly gleam
the Captain grins, wants to salute him
eagerly waits his turn
his fellow seaman — some like him
others hold the jealousy of Davy Jones Locker
but the women love him in droves
some with ulterior motives just to be a Navy wife
swooping necklines, netted stockings
long blond silky hair accost his senses
but on the long watches he serves her
the one he loves best — his country
so he trims his neckline, sharpens
the lines of his tailored pants
and protects the deck
day and night
by The Situation |
Categories:
angst, depression, fantasy, song, song,
"‡ Captain Courageous ¥ Twirling & Swirling Atop The Tides Of Time ¥ Dropping A Dime In The Jukebox Sublime ¥ To Play One Last Song Amid A Sweeet Loves Rhyme ¥ Captain Courageous ¥ HaHa. to which he says "Halifax!" a confusing conundrum which he often slurs. a condition that rum gives his words. after being left in the lurch, for falling in love with a convienience. Captian Courageous with his mind swirling and twirling atop tides of confusion. sailing into "Oblivion". playing that one last song over and over and over again. the song like prophecy came true in the end. so true about the Capitain and his departed friend.
(collaboration with Ratchel St. Cross and The Situation)
by Zakhe Michael Mcunu |
Categories:
appreciation, baptism, courage, dedication, farewell, god, goodbye,
I go where love is the key
I go where only hope seize
Let me go to the eternity
Where I will see splendid beauty
The beauty of stars and angels
Where the flowers blossom like in summer
There in the fallen misty mountains
There i shall see the great plains of Africa
And little houses looking like ants colonies
I go where all turmoil shall vanish
This is the home of all the kings of ancient times
Come with me so our names shall be remembered
Follow me to the bliss of pagan souls
Come hear how they are chanting your name
Hear the captain at the end of the bridge
by Sharon Ruebel |
Categories:
fantasy, love
Haunt
Lucy
Captain Gregg
Love beyond death
Ghost
Contest: My favorite movie
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Form: Lantern
by Holly Moore |
Categories:
life, lost love,
Love flew out the window, the wind took it away
Hoping you would catch glance, but you did not look its way
There are no beats filling my heart, our love is now untwined
Like a captain abandoning ship, I will leave it all behind
Ears not needed for listening, there is nothing to converse
Two people branded by papers that are difficult to reverse
Feeling like a punished child, I am done giving reasons
Winter, Spring, Summer, Fall...I just need a change of seasons.
©Holly P. Moore
November 2012
by Jessica Amanda Salmonson |
Categories:
boat, funny, humorous, ocean, sea, sick, silly,
I have a rare disorder that causes me to see everyone in the cast of any submarine movie as Don Rickles. Every bloody person is Don Rickles. Once saw a submarine movie wherein a woman was saved from a sinking ship and the captain on the submarine made love to her and they both were Don Rickles.
by Gerald Kithinji |
Categories:
fear, sea, voyage,
I had dwelt in the sky
But not high enough I fear.
Those dark mountains yonder
That at first seemed motionless
But that upon reflection moved
Were but clouds of the sea kind
Menacing if you ask me
But oppressively so
To a novice such as I
On my maiden sea voyage, ha
But the skipper seeing me thus
All transfixed came over to me
Hey, son, you missing dry land already?
Whereupon I snapped out of my stupor
No, Captain, I was just wondering
How we’re going to navigate
Past the dark hills yonder?
The sea has no hills, son,
And when the sea has hills
I will be the first to know
Now get back to your cabin
And dream of your love.
by Hgarvey Daniel Esquire |
Categories:
death, love, wife
The ripples at the stern of the ship, Air bubbles rise no more
In the depths of the Caribbean Sea, I Lost My Love : LENORE
My Heart and Mind in Unison, decided they could be :
The One’s that Swim from Shore to Shore, and bring Lenore back to Me
The Captain hands me a Transparent White Veil ,they found floating on the Sea
A tear in his eye, He Salutes: his Dress White Gloves wipe flowing Tears from me
YOUR Liege, With LOVE, ALWAYS and FOREVER...HG ( Harry )
To Be Continued
by Erin Werner |
Categories:
dedication, faith, me,
Abba Father you are to me..
The very essence that I breathe.
I will worship you and praise your name.
Through the storms of life and waves of pain.
I am your sailor and you are my captain.
Guiding me through no matter what happens.
The world cannot promise love forevermore.
Only you Jesus, can bring me safely to the shore.