Tags Sailing
ON THE SEAA Poem by QuickbeamBlue oceans deep, Brown masts tall, White sails breathe, Grey seagulls call. Silver fish swim, Glittering waves crash, B.. |
The Future Doesn't WaitA Chapter by Mika FranolichChapter 2: Finding Able I woke up the next morning to squealing and fists pounding my shoulder. “Marcius, ya righ’ basterd, get the f**k o.. |
The waves of the oceanA Poem by KikiA poem about the sea. :) |
The Importance of Being Ernest HemingwayA Story by James FoleyRich girl wants him a wealthy writer. Best girl wants him a great writer. Which girl wins? |
Land Lover's LamentA Poem by Eleanor MelansonA poem about a man who chooses the sea. |
SAILING MATESA Poem by anthony blakeSEVEN SEAS |
The Sirens of KentaraA Story by Michael J CliftonA short little story set in my as of yet unnamed developing fantasy world. Part of an anthology meant to help me build out the world and give potentia.. |
Left by the leaA Poem by KoiClick Picture to see poem+illustration |
Sailing Narraganset - Poem #61A Poem by torittoA dim December light breaking dawn of Winter’s night reveals a naked frozen bough hosting a chorus of crows rousing us to morning thick.. |
Gratsons VoyageA Book by GaardThe story of a British sailor and his journey to explore a new world. |
Eye of the stormA Chapter by CosmikGreetings. This is Captain Cosmik of the Artimus.I am keeping this diary, and have thus instructed my crew to do the same, so that in the event that w.. |
Chapter 1 - Our Journey BeginsA Story by SVGreatEscapeWe've been logging our travels at www.svgreatescape.com, and this is the first chapter of our sailing adventure! |
How To Paint the Sea.A Poem by Ken Simm.Lost in a brave white covering with Curtains of a tacking wind in your mind An abode in the dark and cold places against my back The w.. |
Shanties of Dead MenA Poem by OmikronIn my dreams I hear the shanties ofDead menThroats throbbing with crying bravery andCourageThey set the waters golden, as they sailTowards deathKnowin.. |
Moment in TimeA Poem by Laz K.Our boat, a razor’s edge, Is cutting water, slitting Slashing the fabric of time Trimming, tailoring lines Revealing, unra.. |
Waterlogged MindA Poem by Lynne S. CyganskyI’ve always wanted to be a sailor, To just grab a boat and go. To cruise out to the aqua-blue sounds And up to the arctic where ice is omni.. |