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Four Men at Sea

Fiddlely Fee
Four men at sea
Floundering outside the bay
Fairily Fun 
Feasting on sun
Feeling the heat of its rays

Fodiddly doo
Funny smelling goo
Fixed to the bottom of their feet.
Fabiliby fape
Fishy smelling grapes
Fermenting in the baking hot heat.

Fibity swish
Five little fish
Fixing to nibble on toeses
Fee fiddle desh
Foul tasting flesh 
For sure had them wrinkling their noses.

Fie fiddlely fee
Four sailors out at sea
Fast sinking they started to drown
Fudely gay
Forewarned were they
Frolic out on solid ground.

9/2/2004

Copyright © Janet Cervenka

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Wisdom Within

Blue hues crest to white waves on the water

Frail sailor seeks out a lighthouse beacon

No nightlight to guide her through the storm now

Shares prayers for God’s guidance through the darkness

Life’s strife is replaced by wisdom within



*Written in honor of John Freeman for his “Alliteration Poems Please” contest

Copyright © Carolyn Devonshire

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Caesar Sees Her Alliteration

Sea Czar Caesar sees her seated on a cedar two-seater beside the East Sea Seder.  He grieves since he sees his sister, Esther Dexter, with her red festered blister, next her.  

Guinevere is pleased her eager leader, Caesar’s seen her.  In degrees, she breezes, “Sir, see our sea surf?  These sea treasures are pleasures to sea czars and we serfs.”

Caesar desires, if it please her, to seize her and squeeze her.

But Esther Dexter who’s next her interjects the elder perspective protector with an inflective reflector.

“Easy, wheezy geezer Caesar.  It may please her if you squeeze her at your leisure, but if you seize her in a fever, she’s sure to seizure; so leave her at ease, sir!”

Peeved Caesar, seethes, sneezes, wheezes, breathes and proceeds.  He’s pissed his less best pest of a sister, Esther Dexter, with her red festered blister, persists amidst this tryst.  

He flees to cleave Guinevere’s knees.  “See here, dear Guinevere.  I’m neither teaser nor misfeasor geezer and will not proceed to cede to my tongue twisted sister, Esther Dexter.  Please heed to receive my believable plead so I may leave relieved.”

Guinevere is pleased with her Caesar and suggests to Esther Dexter to leave her and Caesar forever.
  

Copyright © David Fisher

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FROM DREAMS OF DREAMS OF THE SEA AND ME


   FROM DREAMS OF DREAMS OF THE SEA AND ME
   (FOR TONI M.)

Standing, staring seaward,
Sore eyes see the horizon resting content
On the frothing pillows of the beaconing sea;

Here I stand consumed in the web 
Of lingering thoughts spun from dreams of dreams
Somehow always dreaming back to me:
Incomplete
Drifting dreams deferred.

The sun peeks out under shades of clouds reflecting
Sable apparitions: Beautiful blackbirds’ breasts 
Gleam with ebony luster:

Sweet silent stares shatter.

The chilled ocean breeze conjures
Whispering echoes of screams:

Ancestral moans and groans echo
From the bowels of sunken ships;

Staring seaward, stepping sand
Backwards, I leave fading footprints.

The echoes follow.

Copyright © millard lowe

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A mariners alms and a sirens song

A mariners alms and a sirens song


A siren sings of solace in solitude
Sighing, a sailor steadies the sail
Certain resolve tested in a song
Swayed by a sense of homesickness 
Tears of loss stream, alms paid
Seagulls soar as a fish jumps
Simplicity rests in the waves of the sea
A sweet disposition whispers balms
Ancient mariners passed this way
Always wistful of the sirens serenity song

Copyright © raskin bobbins

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LOW TIDE

At the fringe of low tide
the surf licks and laps
to re-shape the sand
as ripples and ribs.

On the wet of the flat
where it's clean and pristine
there are spirals of mud
from lugworms unseen.

Caught in brine pools
and snagged on the rock
are emerald remains
of bladderwrack.

In the still of each pond
are shells split into shards
and rocks with barnacles
that are welded like studs.

Sea creatures marooned
till return of the tide.
Small crabs that are lost
and know they must hide.

In the late of the day
the return of the sea
those imprisoned crabs
will now be set free.

Copyright © Tony Hargreaves

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Marianne

Strolling southern seashore in mists of September
searching for something set to stay,
her mind that meanders,
remarkable meters,
perplexing the phantoms at play.

Voices validating vague vagrant vocations
of poetry placed in parade,
with words waged in warring,
warning of the wheighman,
who knew you had dues left unpaid.

Before the seashore became her domain,
she’d wandered the wayside of pain,
locked in psychotic box
Doctor’s ticking clocks,
saying drain her poor brain once again.

Prefer sleep on the street keep her beat from defeat
she found sound vocation once more,
tourist response sterling,
shape sand to her seeing,
she sells sea shells, by the sea shore.

Copyright © Krow Fischer

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Signs of Shoe Soul Designs in the Soft Sand

Fashion shoe treads imprinted on the bisque beach 
global longtitude/latitude design airborne print in flight
Honeycomb print slowly pacing synchronising footsteps
Concentric wave prints grouping Fine detail pattern soul 
beside clearly printed  diamond  fishbone sports design
Heavily studded  trail souls tread along large  paw prints
Simply dotted  aerobic shoeprint  next  to  little  dog paws
A  new soft pink fluffy seaweed  floats in  lacy ocean foam
Large horseshoe prints clomp  digging deeply in the sand
Smaller horseshoes gather  meeting near a water  trough
Fresh green seagrass clumped like  freshly cut long lawn
cradles long ball strands of  yellow ochre squirting beads 
Bare feet touching soft sticky sand immersed wet in water
Naked  footprints  side by side breathing beach vibrations
Two  lovehearts drawn in the light brown sand interlocked.
Sandcastles decorated with shells sit sturdily on the shore.

Copyright © Mariana pavlich

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FATHER OF ENDLESS MERCY

I am the wind drifting the snow,
uncertain of destiny and tomorrow
at any hour I could be gone,
and with much strength hope lives on;
nothing can discourage me
to ward off moments of misery,
the firmer I believe, the longer I survive...
Father of endless mercy, bless me as I thrive!


I am the sea in desperate need of the moon,
when no light shimmers across this dark deep;
let me hear a song of joy, not of sorrow and grief,
the hours seem long, but the sunrise will come soon,
to make me sail away to celebrate life and freedom,
forgetting how long I had been a victim of boredom,
feeling the worthiness inside to behold a splendid sight...
Father of endless mercy, bless me as I thrive!


Old age is blessed with wisdom and white hair,
but many despise it and by hiding in the leper's lair;
youth was glorious and seemed everlasting indeed,
we all wish to get back to recall how young we appeared
in days that time erased too quickly from the visions we dreamed, 
and besides happiness and vitality, all dreams were limited
to that certain period forever engraved on perceptual mind...
Father of endless mercy, bless me as I thrive!

Copyright © Andrew Crisci

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Salmon

Frothing, frigid fjords
Fling forth fine stippled
Salmon, streaking upstream.
Roe-rich fish, flashing
Fat and fulgent:
Spurred to spawn, to spurt
Then sputter -- spasmodic.
Spectral. Unspared.

Copyright © Leo Larry Amadore

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a war made like Mind's

villain's make weapon's
made like blue feet
lighter than light
and greener to see
oceans are brighter 
and rounder than skies
people are frightful
and leave with their mind's
blue worlds with green eyes
escaping our dies 
believing your eye's
soldiers  are bleeding
running and dies
cleaner than evil
new bodies and lives
a rainbow of weapons
and peaceless sleeps
makes new wonder's frown
to create new peace

Copyright © Ernestine Wilson

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Souvenir

Spinning Swirls of razor-sharp Swords.
Shiny mouth
Sings
Symphonies of the Sea with
Salty breath.
Soft pink, brown, peach--shades of
Sand.
Silently Sleeping as the Waves
Slap it out of dreams.

Copyright © Julie Bickerton

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Galaxy of Life

Don’t be fooled by what your eyes envision
for it has risen an exotic creature beneath the sea of stars
as if many worlds, undiscovered worlds apart are true
like the sky, a mad blue, blackened with night’s jewels
of ancient navigation tools and inventions
with wings to sore the forgotten lands,
plans a born spirited fool’s way into a world unto ourselves
and I indulge…
Breathe in the darkness of the dawning day
and I stay a while…
I play a while… 
the arresting heavens as my witness I pray a silent pray
of magic’s way in the moments of our beating heart
as it is through the way of created art I choose a life
 not apart from love nor I that is we
but above a sea of majestic souls
scuttling about in the unknown of here and there
as I stare beyond what my eyes envision,
a colossal collision of space and Earth,
of the birth of boundless time…
And I am here…
I am Love…
As it is written by the galaxy above.

Copyright © Dominique Baptie

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S'Time

Summer sultry sweat
Sends sea-dwellers,
Seeking some solace,
Softly… 
Sensually…
Seductively…
Satiating some.
Simply satisfying!
So, succumbing,
Seems so seductively soothing,
Simply stated!

Copyright © Michael Degenhardt

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autumn's aura

Season’s sweat sets steadily on the streets
Flowers’ flags float faintly on the floor
Autumn’s aura awash avidly on the acacia

Copyright © Adeleke Adeite

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Oceanic Harlequin

Gulpin’ kelp, keepin’ me trim…
Fill it to the rim!

Vagabond dope
Don’t do dope

Thriftydrift Frank
Never seen the bank

Sillypill Willy
Sportin’ shrunken lily

KellyJane Superbeg
Win the game, show the leg

Sandy Candy
Not too dandy

Beachnymph scrapeape
Frictionwitch lacergrate

Fishydish squishywish
Krabknish quitedelish


Copyright © Vincent Procopio

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Shimmering shaking silken sea

A  Sunny  Winters  day
Cool sun kisses skin.
Pastel coloured ocean
Shuddering salty sea
Pink apricot morning sky
Seaside meditation tape.
Rolling frothing waves
emerge at fast intervals
Driftwood on the shore
Gold sloping sand dune
Giant swirly starfish studs
Seagulls squawking high
Leopard jelly  sea slugs
Spiky  red rubbery corals
Glittering foam sparkles
Extreme low tide no wind
Cuttlefish ,  tiny shells 
Haystacks of seagrass 
Jelly baby jube aneama
Soft small gentle waves
sound like a waterfall
Seagull flock flying low
red rimmed pale eyes
breathing hole red beak 
red webbed feet high
flushed to body in flight.

Copyright © Mariana pavlich

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Dolphin dives and ducks with its find

Mountains all around , the sea glimmering ahead.
A dolphin's fin swimming sloshing near the shore
This chilly sunny Winters day on a low tide beach
Lazy waves roll in slowly , quietly rumbling to a fizz.
The dophin jumps out of the cleansing  blue water 
focusing intently midair just meters from the beach.
Its shiny grey fin and smooth body playfully diving.

Copyright © Mariana pavlich

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PIRATE!

This man o' war,
comandeered!
By men to be feared,
the likes you never saw

The hunt for gold doubloon
in the Spanish Main
Must end soon,
the buccaneers getting restless again

To take a treasure ship as a prize
To see,such wealth with ones's own eyes
Satins,silks,pearls and gold,
these pirates,so bold!

Silver,rubies,emeralds and sapphires too,
a pirates quest
For they sail the ocean blue,
not willing to rest
until they get the ultimate treasure chest

These rich green isles
set in sea so blue
Bright sun,
for so many nautical miles
By musket and gun
Treasure ships attract pirate crew

Such exotically named ships
and the terror they invoke
Fiery Dragon,Revenge,Adventure Galley
Rising Sun,Fancy and of course...Black Joke

The Caribbean,a favourite hunting ground
Sails unfurled,
they stalk the seas of the world
Unrelenting in their desire for treasure mound

Ripple of shrapnel,
Lunge of grapple
Laying of grapeshot,
this is a pirates' lot

This cannon to make ships heave to
Powder and ball,
on a sea so blue
Treasure! A pirates call.

This lush tropical isle,
so green
The like, you have never seen
Where pirates pertake in cunning and guile
This white beach..............
The haunt of Blackbeard
The infamous Edward Teach!

Gold,satins,silks and rubies too
Diamonds, pearls, they will persue
Spanish galleons of gold,
the best prize to hold

For the pirates of the Spanish Main,
treasure,an ill gotten gain
The risk high
The rewards to hope...........
The likely outcome,
for some............
dangling at the end of a rope

This treasure buried on some tropical green isle
Waiting to be found,
by cunning and guile
Doubloons,silver abound!
Emeralds,rubies and sapphires too,
all waiting on a sea of blue
To be discovered..................
By you.






Copyright © Matthew Brackley

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Alliteration.....

Alliteration
is okay
if you know how to use
the words you 
are 
using
name by name
word by word
spoce
is the key sometimes
no mater how hard it bends....

Copyright © Eva J Tortora