Classic and Contemporary Poetry
RED SNAILS, by MAE BAKER HENLINE First Line: Mere pin points on the horizon Last Line: Red sails when the journey's done! Subject(s): Sailing & Sailors; Sea; Sun; Seamen; Sails; Ocean | ||||||||
Mere pin points on the horizon On the lap of the god of mist, Sails shining like the flap of fins, Bearing their cargo of grist. Into great mounds of terraced jade They plunge full speed with their load, Plowing the sea lanes mightily To vision . . . A war torn road. These sails gleamed as they shoved away, Strangely white beneath the sun, Turning to copper, smoked, then gray, Red sails when the journey's done! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...HALL OF OCEAN LIFE by JOHN HOLLANDER JULY FOURTH BY THE OCEAN by ROBINSON JEFFERS BOATS IN A FOG by ROBINSON JEFFERS CONTINENT'S END by ROBINSON JEFFERS THE FIGUREHEAD by LEONIE ADAMS A PRAYER FOR GREAT MEN OF THE NATIONS by MAE BAKER HENLINE THE DREAM REALM; WRITTEN WHILE HEARING ONE SINGING IN A FOREIGN TONGUE by MAE BAKER HENLINE |
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