Claire Galpin

Rookie (20th February 1955 / Nelson, Lancashire)

At The Harbour - Poem by Claire Galpin

The ships are in the harbour,
Some ship are small, some are larger,
The wavy waters blue and green,
Although blue and green should not be seen.

Saucy Jane was a little red boat,
Who bobbed merrily upon Squire John’s moat?
Her sail was white, her stern was mauve.

Han sail was white, her mast was new,
As she swam through the sea,
Of tranquil blue, with trickling bits of green.


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Poem Submitted: Monday, July 18, 2011

Poem Edited: Monday, July 18, 2011


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