by Len Payne | Apr 9, 2009 | Poetry
Stately Spanish galleon sailing so sublime, protected by her escorts, three deckers’ of the line, passing in false confidence on the Spanish Lake, for coming are the hunters, led by Francis Drake. The morning mists lay heavy when a voice calls from the shrouds, sail...
by Mark Christmas | Mar 26, 2009 | Poetry
Plans laid down in 42 I was born in 43 This Island Nation here to protect My Nation, the world to me With crew abound, The Captain too, I eased away from shore It was a time of conflict Or to you and me its war. The days they passed The guns rang out, a battle then...
by Sheila Weekes | Nov 12, 2008 | Poetry
She is a very special angel sent down from God on high She only got her wings today and here’s the reason why God wanted to send a very precious gift from up above To cast the petals on the waters to show his tender love For all our sailors in the world who have been...
by David Killelay | Oct 24, 2008 | Poetry
The name we gave our polo shirts, would really make you smile We never had to wash them, till they’d done a thousand mile We used them for our weekend leave to near or even far We used them when we travelled on leave, by train or even car The tannoy used to broadcast...
