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We sailed on with Happy Hearts

richmonsterrichmonster Posts: 5
edited April 2007 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
Thanks to the Pearl Jam administrators for successfully dealing with the plagairism of this poem on this site. Submissions are for the reading enjoyment of Pearl Jam members. Plagairizing from this site or any other site is a violation of the copyright laws of all countries. The poem you are about to read is the 2005 ISP Grand Prize winning poem which may be view on http://www.poetry.com under the heading of previous winners.

We sailed on with Happy Hearts
by Richard Deets

The Harbor wind's (song) played on in our hearts
As we bobbed in our baby dinghy in the blue bay.
All sea sun long we sailed on with happy hearts.

Sporadic clouds peeled shadows off dockhand carts:
We thrilled in trills of gulls and terns above the bay.
The harbor wind's song played on in our hearts.

Cool breezes blew our dinghy to coves across the charts;
We sifted winded sails, sipped wine all winsome day.
All sea sun long we sailed on with happy hearts.

The sun tumbled: we tacked for clubs past marts
And feasted on mariners' tales of a bygone day.
The harbor wind's song played on in our hearts.

We reveled in rhythmic peals of mast slapping halyards
And lapping ripples mooring mirrored lights in the bay.
All misted moon long we sailed on with happy hearts.

We were skippers of our dinghy, sporting our parts.
Tack port! No, starboard! Buoy, port side bow! Oy vey!
The harbor wind's song played on in our hearts;
All sea sun long we sailed on with happy hearts.


The first appearance of the word song, in parenthesis, is missing in the poetry.com posting. I'm sure it was an oversight by the typist.
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  • chadwickchadwick up my ass Posts: 21,157
    richmonster wrote:
    Thanks to the Pearl Jam administrators for successfully dealing with the plagairism of this poem on this site. Submissions are for the reading enjoyment of Pearl Jam members. Plagairizing from this site or any other site is a violation of the copyright laws of all countries. The poem you are about to read is the 2005 ISP Grand Prize winning poem which may be view on http://www.poetry.com under the heading of previous winners.

    We sailed on with Happy Hearts
    by Richard Deets

    The Harbor wind's (song) played on in our hearts
    As we bobbed in our baby dinghy in the blue bay.
    All sea sun long we sailed on with happy hearts.

    Sporadic clouds peeled shadows off dockhand carts:
    We thrilled in trills of gulls and terns above the bay.
    The harbor wind's song played on in our hearts.

    Cool breezes blew our dinghy to coves across the charts;
    We sifted winded sails, sipped wine all winsome day.
    All sea sun long we sailed on with happy hearts.

    The sun tumbled: we tacked for clubs past marts
    And feasted on mariners' tales of a bygone day.
    The harbor wind's song played on in our hearts.

    We reveled in rhythmic peals of mast slapping halyards
    And lapping ripples mooring mirrored lights in the bay.
    All misted moon long we sailed on with happy hearts.

    We were skippers of our dinghy, sporting our parts.
    Tack port! No, starboard! Buoy, port side bow! Oy vey!
    The harbor wind's song played on in our hearts;
    All sea sun long we sailed on with happy hearts.


    The first appearance of the word song, in parenthesis, is missing in the poetry.com posting. I'm sure it was an oversight by the typist.


    Very nice.
    It's a very good poem, quite brilliantly beautifuly done.
    So are you Richard Deets?
    Or are you just a fan of this piece?
    Can you tell us about the grand prize?
    I am just curious.
    I entered a poetry contest with International Library of Poetry to.
    As you know that's the ISP, International Society of Poetry.
    No prize winner here.
    The poem was selected for the editors choice award.
    Clocks of The Seasons is their book title it is in, put out in 2003.
    Written probably in 2001-2002.
    I noticed you mentioned an oversight by a typist.
    Oh yes, that sounds familiar to me.
    I think the staff there must be high as a kite.
    Great poem though, thank you for sharing it with us.
    for poetry through the ceiling. ISBN: 1 4241 8840 7

    "Hear me, my chiefs!
    I am tired; my heart is
    sick and sad. From where
    the sun stands I will fight
    no more forever."
    Chief Joseph - Nez Perce
  • richmonsterrichmonster Posts: 5
    Chadwick,

    Yes, I am Richard Deets. ISP awarded me the $20,000 grand prize for the poem in February 2005. I originally wrote the poem for my daughter, Michelle, who loves sailing, as a wedding gift. Then I worked on a number of rewrites before entering the poem into the ISP contest.

    Sincerely,

    Richard
  • chadwickchadwick up my ass Posts: 21,157
    richmonster wrote:
    Chadwick,

    Yes, I am Richard Deets. ISP awarded me the $20,000 grand prize for the poem in February 2005. I originally wrote the poem for my daughter, Michelle, who loves sailing, as a wedding gift. Then I worked on a number of rewrites before entering the poem into the ISP contest.

    Sincerely,

    Richard

    Quite nice.
    for poetry through the ceiling. ISBN: 1 4241 8840 7

    "Hear me, my chiefs!
    I am tired; my heart is
    sick and sad. From where
    the sun stands I will fight
    no more forever."
    Chief Joseph - Nez Perce
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