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F alling in love with Winter; she’s ice cold dressed in snow white lace
A ll the while dating Summer, who’s still sizzling hot
L ove affairs bruised with revengeful reds, oppressed oranges, and yelling yellows
L eaving Summer with a promise to one day rekindle their love
E aster! Born of ultimate love!
A Lamb, unblemished, laid down and died
S ins, each one, was paid in full
T ortured, disrespected, denied, betrayed
E entered Hades, ripped veil, bringing prophets of old, to
R ose victorious, conquered death
J esus Christ, joy astounding, Risen Lord! The Lion and the Lamb
O ver two thousand years, though maligned, still alive!
Y our hopes and mine, all rest in Him
Soft sun and gentle rain
Penetrate earth’s mantle
Rejuvenating life, long dormant
In winter’s grasp;
Nature wakes and a new
Generation of life begins.
B raving the sweltering summer sun
E ngaging in laughter and having fun
A way from parents and dull city life
C hasing dreams without the pressures of strife
H anging together on white sandy beach
B eyond tides only dreams can reach
L athered up with tanning butter
A lone with true love sends heart a flutter
N othing is better than moment alone
K nowing salty sea spray is all your own
E ven with night’s cooling sea song
T he foaming waves, slap sandy shore, lifelong
B eneath overcast crimson sky
I hear the hunting seagulls’ cry
N othing more waning than his call
G rowing ever dim against ocean squall
O ccassional lone porpoise leaps nearby….
Copyright © 2011 By Caryl S. Muzzey
Third Place Winner ~ "Beach Blanket Bingo” Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Linda-Marie The Sweetheart of P.S.
July 10, 2011
Mystic lady of the sea
Enthralling sailors on the waves
Roaring waters flowing deep
Many sailors for you do crave
Adoring how you move through stormy seas
In watery depths of mystery
Dancing on the waves so free
IF your journey feels so heavy
YOU don't know what to do
NEED someone in the ready
A brother to pull you through
FRIEND dry your tears I'll be steady
I am never going to leave your side
SAILING with you on stormy seas
RIGHT now, and always forever
BEHIND to catch when you need me
LIKE an angel you can count on
A rock to comfort in uncertain times
BRIDGE of hope I'll cross to rescue
OVER the years when life doesn't rhyme
TROUBLED friend who's down and out
WATERS won't drown, It's time to shine
I will lay it all down to keep you sailing
WILL see you embrace dreams one day
EASE your sails friend your getting closer
YOUR almost there you've found your way
MIND now relax that's success your inhaling
Dave Wood 2014
Contest: Bridge over troubled waters
Sponsored by: Roy Jerden
Dar harbour full of teeming life
A mass of colourful ships and boats
Radiant do your waters gleam
Each wave gently lapping the shore
Sails fluttering in the breeze
Slowly yet violently the yachts jib
As they sail and tack against the wind
Loud blast out the ships horns
As the tugs pilot them to sea or dock
And the gulls screech diving in their wakes
Many colourful dhows sail in to moor
Hot breezes on my face
As midday temperatures soar
Raising our sails we float
Bringing our bows into the wind
Out to sea we are headed
Under full sail we skim the waves
Ready for what ever adventures await
finalist in National Anthology of Poetry Competition of 2014
www.youtube.com/watch?v=SosiBqiUJTM video of beach
this clip shows the beach we lived near and also others of the harbour I talk of in this poem
Dhows are a native large boat with 3 square sails of highly coloured Material similar to Junk boats / ships
If these winds prevail and those whitecaps stretch
you will soon feel the Bluenose slice the sea;
Need sets our course, but adventure etches
a compass on hearts, sets each drifter free.
Friend, just get your sea legs, fear not the waves.
I'm an ole salt dog, sure ‘nuff, yet this ship,
sailing, schools me still, conditions the brave.
Right as rain, this life, but no fisher slips
behind in duties lest a nor’easter whip.
Like my father and his father a’fore,
a calling I heard, a trade that e’er will
bridge the past to today’s uncertain shore.
Over and over, we cast these nets 'til
troubled brows lower for all onboard dread
water hauls. Damn cod drowsing in deep beds.
I will teach you much, maybe swing the lamp,
Will you try and listen, do pride you stow,
ease your mind for I see those eyes are damp
your young wife, you miss, Lad, aye, this I know.
mind the sails, then, and let us steady go!
About this Poem
The Bluenose was a fishing schooner so iconic of Canada that it is on our dime.
It fished for cod, but was also is renown for winning races.
Waterhauls: a fishing net that catches nothing but water
Swinging the lamp: Telling sea stories. Referring to lamps slung from the deckhead
which swing while at sea.
Steady go: A command to the helmsman to maintain the course carefully.
Mediterranean island, where one finds so much to do
Abundant days of sunshine and the sea is limpid blue
Lavender, thyme and laurel; history spreads in rich galore
The temples, feasts, devotion bring religion to the fore.
Acclaimed for fruit and honey and the fish that’s brought to shore.
This is a friendly nation; you’ll be welcomed by a toast
To the best of health intended to last long while she’s your host.
6th April 2014
Contest: Tell Me About Where You're From
Sponsor: Kim Merryman
Blue and wide is the blanket we have spread absorbing the sun's heat,
Enamored as Romeo and Juliet we feel what they felt: an increasing heartbeat;
Anticipating soft touches, followed by ardent kisses until moonlight arrives...
Cuddled as they were, we ignore the glances of everyone taken by surprise.
Hushed words must remain whispers, if we are to satisfy our sensual needs.
Bottles filled with messages are brought in by rolling waves, is ours still unread?
Lovely seagulls gather on splashing rocks, watching a lonely lady who weeps,
Another heartbreak for someone who was happy in life, now completely sad;
Knowing the pain of betrayal, she will learn by error not to trust anyone again.
Enticed by desire, we must roll back onto that soft blanket and revive romance,
Totally unaware of our surroundings, we lose ourselves and become intense;
Beholding what others never do, we know that faithful lovers always win.
There's exceeding joy, an indefinite yearning to explore love in ways so new,
Neither the distant stars nor the close moon refuse to shine on a blanket for two;
Grand as ever is their presence, luminous and breath-taking is their gleam...
Onward they will slowly move, while we still embrace and continue to dream.