Kate Wiley

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Ships Of The Ocean Mist - Poem by Kate Wiley

Ships are homing in for winter harbor
Now the sun is past its evening glow
Far in northern reaches where there's naught
Save endless ice and glaciers and snow.

That great red ball sinks fast 'neath heavy sky,
Rests briefly then retreats into the mist.
When the clouds cast wide their feathered wings
Land and sea become their haziest

The dim light hiding them in such a way
Their captains cannot see the icebergs' ends
Nor where the earth and sea together lie;
All is obscure and all in air suspends.

Like floating phantom ships, they put to sea
Their ghostly forms adrift in salty main
And sometimes in the ocean's vast extremes
Are swallowed up and never seen again.

Comments about Ships Of The Ocean Mist by Kate Wiley

  • Dorothy- A. Holmes (4/14/2008 9:10:00 PM)


    Another wonderful adventure seen through your poem...It is always a pleasure to read your work.

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  • (4/14/2008 5:43:00 PM)

    Great atmosphere in this one. There is something about the mysterious sea that inspires the poet's pen. Ten from me, my friend.

    Warmest regards,

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  • (4/14/2008 3:38:00 PM)

    A lovely write Kate, full of imagery, thanks for sharing it with us,10
    Lynda xx
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  • (4/14/2008 2:18:00 PM)

    A chance read and I really enjoyed, been there many a time read my BIO thanks Chris 10 (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, April 14, 2008

Poem Edited: Monday, April 14, 2008

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