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Built in 1946, #PaddleSteamer Waverley is the last seaworthy passenger steamer of its kind in the world. Its #sails almost daily on passenger excursions around the #coast, here making way up the #RiverThames in #London uk.

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One-eye Shane never explained why, never talked about what happened that fateful day.

"Beware the black #sails!" was all he said.

#VSS365

Boats come in from the October Country, pumpkins as big as ships, shellacked to be preserved as sea-fairing vessels.
Marshmallow-white #sails crisp the autumn sky, and ghosts whisp around them, their cries joyful, their season here.
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#vss365 #sail

mom’s love
steadfast
true
the main mast
others hang
their #sails
to navigate
stormy weather
mom’s love

Grandad built Thames barges
Red #sails bobbing on choppy waves
Ruby tiger moths of London

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we raise the #sails
we raise the flag
cannons are loaded
muskets ready
grinding the cutlasses
we are one
they are ten
we are buccaneers
they are dead

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Piter looked between the green and yellow sail and the horizon. Uller leaned over the parapet and spat some of the bile over the edge. “No one keeps official records of those possessions. Hugh sends Rook to fetch something. Other prisoners are in the ship with red #sails.” #vss365

Piter passed Uller in the stairs as breathing slowed Uller down. “What that has to do with Rook?” Uller grabbed hold of the guardrail and pulled himself upwards more than walked. “Hugues means Hugh in Breton. Hugues #sails under the same colours as Hugh.” #vss365

Piter stepped aside and allowed Judge Pierce with his aide down and took a deep breath. “We go to the tower, but explain me this #sails thing?” Uller pulled his robes and strode towards the stairs. “In the documents were few mention of a smuggler called Hugues.” #vss365

“Piter. I have to see the ships. I can see them from the tower.” Uller said and the pull stopped. Piter scratched his nose quickly and said, “Tower is fine, if you tell me why you need to see the #sails?” Uller hesitated a bit. “Rook is in a ship. I must know whose.” #vss365

Uller stopped and turned to look back. “I have to see it.” Piter grabbed hold of his forearm and tried to pull him. “We need to go in, now.” Uller shook his head. “I need to see the #sails. We have time still. The wind is strong, but it is not yet that dangerous.” #vss365

stork flies north alone
over the #sails, rails, and days
pouch with seed of youth
#vss365 #haiku

watching for your #sails
breaching the horizon
a smear on the sunset
cutting through the haze

nothing yet
but i'll keep waiting..

#vss365
#poetry

Sadness sails
Far away
Awaiting return
Happier days

#vss365 #sails

It must have been hard back in the day when you had to raise the black #sails of piracy, shift into the white sails of pre-labor day sailing, and the polka-dot sails of general merriment. I mean, that's a lot of sails to haul around.
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After the battle, Bill went to the bridge to mop up alien blood. “Never got why they call us space pirates,” he said. “Ain’t we just thieves in space?”

Captain Redtail rolled her eyes. “Obviously, because it’s a ship, it has solar #sails, I’ve got scurvy… oh, remember to steal more teeth.”

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