Tags : Ferry

The Boardwalk

The Boardwalk

A Poem by GoldenOne


The moon rises like a glowing anesthetic over the glassy water. The ferry lights are laughing, twinkling smartly at her tall frame which stands ..
Styx

Styx

A Poem by Michael R. Burch


StyxbyMichael R. BurchBlack waters, deep and dark and still.All men have passed this way, or will.NOTE: According to ancient Greek mythology, the Styx..
Getting in the Spirit

Getting in the Spirit

A Story by Trudi


Writing about the trials of getting to Benbecula made me remember my ferry trip on the “Spirit of Tasmania" from Melbourne, Victoria, to Devonpo..
The Way To Hell

The Way To Hell

A Poem by Stephen


The "World" the harlot, that leads to hell
The February Ferry

The February Ferry

A Poem by Anna


The wild daisies catch fire,amidst the snowy sky in late January.Bursts of orange lick the air,and here comes The February Ferry.To take us across the..
GRISELDA ON A FERRY

GRISELDA ON A FERRY

A Story by Peter Rogerson


You may recall that Griselda has decided to holiday abroad to find out about foreigners....
Dirt

Dirt

A Story by Elinor


Dirt The Ferry Docks were bustling with people returning to London and those making the journey to France. Business men strode through each port, thei..
"The Crossing” by Carolyn V. Shaw Now Available!

"The Crossing” by Carolyn V. Shaw Now Availa..

A Story by prcircle


The Crossing is written as a historic fiction during the 1750s, a time period following the Seven Years’ War between the French and British.
33. THE CASE OF THE CHANNEL FERRY

33. THE CASE OF THE CHANNEL FERRY

A Chapter by Peter Rogerson


Back at the turn of the 20th century the channel ferry was small and smoky...
THE FERRYMAN

THE FERRYMAN

A Chapter by Peter Rogerson


En route to Skegness they must cross the river Trent...
3. THE LOOK-ALIKE

3. THE LOOK-ALIKE

A Chapter by Peter Rogerson


A confusing time for Albert Tench
Modern Charon

Modern Charon

A Poem by Michael R. Burch


Modern CharonbyMichael R. BurchI, too, have stood―paralyzed at the helmwatching onrushing, inevitable disaster.I too have felt sweat (or ecstati..