Captain
With frigid hands and Arms brittle as glass, He moves the sea to Reach what he at last Has felt he now needs. No mast, nor flag, nor Anchor, only a Foggy sextant and A stout crow's nest guide Him and…
atsea is one of the most explored themes on Power Poetry, where young poets share their authentic voices and lived experiences. The 1 poems below range from raw first drafts to carefully crafted works — each one a window into how a young writer sees atsea in their life. Whether you're looking for inspiration, connection, or just want to know you're not alone, start reading and see what resonates.
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