by Carolyn Devonshire |
Categories:
break up,
Remembering days of azure skies,
I dream of you,
Knowing we're through.
Cerulean thoughts impose;
Tomorrow I'll begin anew.
How? I haven't a clue.
My heart's encased in cobalt walls.
Where's the joy we knew,
Happiness that grew?
Lonely, indigo nights await,
Wondering what I can do,
Nothing more to pursue.
'Neath night's sapphire cloak,
I eat my words. I chew.
How did I misconstrue?
Angst, veiled in navy curtains,
I ponder love once true
Until you withdrew.
*Word Count is 78. For Dale's "Brevity in Blue" contest.
by Jean Murray |
Categories:
abuse, blue, emotions,
I was feeling blue tonight.
Remembering the pain
of you leaving again.
When our children blamed me.
Blue is my favourite colour.
Light blue especially. Reminding
me of clear summer skies.
And warm goodbyes.
Navy blue of night, stars bright.
Moon reflected on still water.
Skinny dips and deep kisses
Before I became your Mrs.
Music can be blue too.
To match my mood.
When I think of you, or try
not to...as the case may be.
Black and blue, my battered heart.
Right from the start.
No Valentine for me.
I'm done with love you see.
by John Gondolf |
Categories:
dream, love,
Sitting here thinking this warm night in June;
dreaming of moments spent talking with you.
Fitting my thoughts ‘round the beams of the moon,
streaming from heaven through night’s navy blue.
Knitting together the notes of a tune;
scheming forever your heart to ensue.
Billions of stars that are shining above;
millions of reasons to fall in your love.
June 16, 2019
by Robert Heemstra |
Categories:
baseball, life,
my Macgregor glove
my other true love
for so many years
taken away fears
you made me a some-body
no longer a no-body
through high school and the navy
when my life wasn't gravy
after the divorce
life took a new course
but then it got worse
another divorce
after the first one
realized you were gone
the catches we made
I will never trade
thanks for playing ball with me
I knew had to set you free
by James Fraser |
Categories:
on work and working, work
I used to be in the Royal Navy
Until I realised it was not for me
So I headed back up north
To the country where I love to be
I joined an automotive parts company
Moving to trucks and trailers alone
Then suddenly we were made redundant
At a young age into the unknown
But seek and ye shall find
It was in January 1981
When I joined a local tools company
Unemployment I had on the run
I have been with my present company
Golly! it's now over eighteen years
From Engineering to Aquaculture
An enjoyable move in my working career
http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/me-2.php
by Tim Ryerson |
Categories:
food, funny, nostalgia,
I wouldn't mind sharin'
With Wilda H. Perrin
A fried chicken section
She burnt to perfection
White beans from the navy
Gummy rice with gravy
Green beans smothered down
Until they turn brown
Fussin' and complainin'
"I love you", she's sayin'
By moanin' and bitchin'
And cleaning the kitchen...
*She usually forgot to check the chicken and sometimes smoked up the whole house...If anyone DARED to come help, she would retort, "Who's the cook here
anyway? Open the damn door!" Also, NOBODY complained when it was time to eat!
by Jolene Cheyney |
Categories:
angel,
He claims to be a Navy man
The game scream catch me if you can
I won't fall for that hoax again
, can you take it on the chin,?
, wanted loved and thought I'd found
Love requires that you come around
,, at least come long enough to talk
, hurry now you must not balk
I will not engage in
, anything Akin to sin
But if you would hold my heart
Wedding Bells with just the start
by Sher-Vawn Robinson |
Categories:
children,
Brother and sister love
Its a bird
Its a plane
No it looks like Sa-vannah
Flying in the air with duck tales
Who hoo
Saying come on mommy
Let's fly higher
So diontay can't catch us
Diontay says I am tired off you
I am going to the navy
To get away from my sister
She cries no no
I don't want you to go
I won't have no one to torment
And diontay says
That's the point
Cries don't stop running until
She joins the navy too
Now we are forever close
One love
Essence's and Desires
(C)All Rights Reserved
by Timothy Jacks |
Categories:
hyperbole,
As the sun sets my mind runs with the thoughts that I'm stung with
Ever since Cinderella stung me I've been sprung since
Only wanted for the helicopter gunships
As my tongue slips Cherry Terror
In the woods my friends love to play
A-Team business on the menu press play
Talk about the Anchor, talk about the Navy , talk about the pain I still carry
Some fathers, some a couple hard heads
but they all good men or they wouldn't walk with me
Talk about the Navy, Talk about the Anchor
The weight you couldn't carry it
Talking 250 tons it would bury you
by Deborah Seale |
Categories:
blue, boat, death, farewell, love, sea, tribute,
For the love of Salt and Sea
A man,
Standing tall and feelin free.
With his old raggedy clothes,
Pipe
And his sunburnt nose.
On the bow of Ole Navy,
Just watching,
And waiting for the Jubilee.
With a voice that is raspy,
Calling out
For his old dog Scrappy.
The sun will soon be risen,
nets to be lowered,
boats could be seen on the horizon.
For the love of salt and sea,
A man,
Whose home was never in Tennessee.
Bent to touch waters of blue,
A smile,
A rendezvous.
A knowing,
His days were coming to a close,
Peering deep, forgoing.
For the love of salt and sea
A longing
Now a spirit set free.
© Deborah Seale Schnadelbach
by Robert Heemstra |
Categories:
childhood, write, life, life,
at birth was diamond in mom and dad’s eyes
fourth grade through sixth grade I was a joker
it’s true in this life I have had some sighs
my time in the navy heavy smoker
all the women in my life should be queens
I know perfection can never be found
never shared my heart in my teens
after thirty years I made a rebound
my wife would sometimes call me an old maid
because of my slow off-balance movements
never saw action so I’m underpaid
today my life has many improvements
I love writing sonnets I’m no Shakespeare
in a way it makes my life pretty clear
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 Vince Suzadail Jr. |
Categories:
funny, time,
I remembered each night and how she held me tight
I remembered the way that she kissed me
The stars shone above. We were so much in love.
I would go for two days and she missed me.
Then I would come home. Her hands they would roam
She would say she couldn't resist me
Then it was time to go and I'd let her know
And each time I left, she missed me.
Then I said goodbye and she started to cry
The Navy, they did enlist me
We wouldn't be tying the knot, so she fired a shot
And I was thankful to God that she missed me.
by Anthony O. Mitchell Jr. |
Categories:
confusion, death, family, father, life, loss, love, blue, blue,
Navy blue tears
expelling...
Navy blue tears
welling...
Navy blue tears
falling...
A higher power
calling!
Navy blue tears
caressing lips...
Navy blue tears
as heart rips...
Navy blue tears...
no longer;
Navy blue tears...
have made I stronger.
by Jan Oskar Hansen |
Categories:
humorous, lost love,
Not Romeo and Juliet
Sea green, her eyes and long red hair
that shone like bronze towards twilight.
Her laughter, a peel of utter delight;
In my mind she was Irish.
She refused my adolescent passion
I was too young for her.
And I said: if you will not be my love
I will join the merchant navy.
It was winter, snow fell on the docks where
the ship was moored, but she was not
there to take farewell
We met again when we both were
middle aged, her eyes still green, but not
as verdant as the sea.
A melancholic smile, both married twice
and we knew about regrets.
by Dr. Upma A. Sharma |
Categories:
hope, true love, uplifting,
Colourfication
In Navy suit, since he was ready for sail,
she stood with vermillion on her head,
Embellished with diamonds studded in gold,
an ivory necklace embraced her neck.
A bouquet of flowers in all hues of lilac,
interlaced with beaming threads in olive,
Lit her paling life, wiping glooms of charcoal,
and tinged her beats glitter in subtle cerise.
Longing embed as silver streaked her plaits,
till every evanescent dawn of tangerine twilight.
Written March 16th, 2016
For contest by Silent one
by Robert Heemstra |
Categories:
love, wife, write, me, writing, me, writing,
Help get my feet back on the ground
a broken neck took me away
a good job for me never found
since twenty-one no jobs did stay
founded love more than any work
in the navy there was no love
I loved drinking without a cork
this life nothing to get rid of
it’s this writing that keeps me sane
and the wife fills in all the blanks
she sometimes says I’m one big pain
to Poetry Soup I give thanks
but writing won't pay all these bills
my wife's work and the VA pays
to me there seems to be less thrills
I'll be writing without delays
by Anuradha Sowmyanarayanan |
Categories:
wind,
A soft gentle wind on a navy night
makes the branches to rub against slight
which were still after a tough fight;
With a soft gentle wind on a maze
then the branches had a gaze
which induced a spark to love trace;
Moon shines, stars glitter, sky charms
amidst a soft gentle wind with no norms
makes the branches hear whispers form;
A soft gentle wind carries the fragrance of love
flowers, buds and stars breath and bow
makes the branches smell it in the grove;
Then the soft gentle wind dropped dew
to the branches to taste their love due
to melt the tiff between the two
A soft gentle wind made them twig.
by Jodie Steward |
Categories:
devotion, family, love,
People collect many item's
Rare coins, pens, even rings,
To them they hold millions
Other's think they are simple things.
We've help on to them forever
From childhood on through,
Perhap's an old school jacket
Soft handmade blanket of navy blue.
Worn out photo albums
Love letter's we can all relate,
This and more we hold near
Taking them and memories through heaven's gate.
These are important in life
Thing's that give us our pleasures,
To me its only materialistic things
For my family and children are my treasures.
by Kim Rodrigues |
Categories:
beautiful,
Paisley prettiness, navy and ivory,
A cocksure purse hangs from my shoulder.
Vera Bradley, oh how I love thee.
Gifted me, ten past jubilee older.
Mine little quilt, behold her.
Trademark Quintain Contest
Sponsor: Sara Kendrick
English Quintain: Five lines with no specific meter
Rhyme scheme: a,b,a, b, b
by Jessie Conner |
Categories:
america, angel,
No matter if they fall
they won't fail
it's a strength they have
that we hale
remember what our navy, cost guard, marines, and solider
have done
the battles we've fought
and won
they saved their families, and
unknown lives
to fight through days
giving their lives
some have been hurt
others killed
but their loves in our hearts
that are forever filled
but today we don't
just honor the fallen
we honor the ones we still her calling
that they are different from those
who are gone
because they all lived
on the same song
the song of life
the song of love
the song of peace
and all things above
by Caren Krutsinger |
Categories:
6th grade, 7th grade, 8th grade, food, funny, hilarious, humorous,
I love my own chili,
I know it sounds silly,
heat in pot
nice and hot
it is truly a dilly.
I love my own meatloaf.
I throw on a sugar top.
Other people would
not do it,
or know how to stop.
I do, you big oaf.
After all, this sugary
brown sugar ketchup combination
is what makes it my meatloaf.
I love my own cooking.
Restaurants are rarely okay.
My most favorite me-cooked-meal
Navy beans and ham, in a gravy
over cornbread,
Good thing my husband likes
it too, or things would be coming
to a head.
by Caren Krutsinger |
Categories:
10th grade, 11th grade, 12th grade, 7th grade, 8th grade, 9th grade, love,
Beautiful floppy hat with a kaleidoscopic design,
You show up in the courtyard as I taste my wine.
Your wearer caught my eyes, she is such a beauty.
I wish I was not leaving tomorrow, but it is my duty.
I signed up for the navy before I met this lovely creature.
Recruiters got me hard and good, showing me a double feature.
I want to get her number, but kismet will have to be ready.
Right now, I am a seaman, shipping off, a guy named Freddy.
I take one last look at the beauty under the hat.
Is that my sister next to her? What do you think of that?
Kismet has a plan. I run over to say “hi”.
“This is my brother Fred, Sue said. “he is a great guy.”
by Katie Clyburn |
Categories:
death, lost love, love,
The rain falls gently making a soft melody.
The flowers smile as they look up at the sky with glee.
The birds take shelter in the old oak tree.
This is a memory of you and me.
You asked will you marry me.
You asked with a please.
You and me became a we.
Our marriage made me so happy.
This is a memory of you and me.
You went off to war.
You couldn't hold me in yours arms anymore.
I received a letter from the navy shores.
My heart hurt like never before.
You were the man I adored.
Your last words were, "Our love is true."
I didn't know what to do....
All I could say was,"I love you too."
by Jennifer Thibodeau |
Categories:
love,
The day you walked into
my life,
was the day,
my heart
stopped for an instant.
When you rap your strong arms,
around my waste,
when we dance.
I feel like
we are in our
own world,
together.
The look in your eyes make’s
me feel complete.
My heart is so full of
Love,
for you it hurts.
Only you hold the key,
to my,
Heart.