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That Old House at the End of the Road

It stands on a hill overlooking the bay drenched in ocean spray
That cedar shake house where I used to live  high above the Fundy bay

A well trodden path leads from its door on to a winding road
Flanked by ditches where Morning Glories and  Sea Salt roses grow

That winding road comes to an end at the shore of ‘Evermore’
A magical place where seagulls soar above the ocean’s roar

Lavender walls rise high in the sky through a veil of  silver mist
Where the ocean shatters  and falls in pieces against those lofty cliffs

And  those footprints  I pressed so long ago still lead me to this day
To that old house high on a hill overlooking the Fundy Bay

It is a place  where the land bows down  to kiss the misty tide
Where rolling waves bring memories of the place my heart resides

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                                  Author:  Elaine Cecelia George, Of Canada


  


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For Andrea Dietrich

Say something nice, and a short little while
She will respond with kind words and a smile.
True to her nature, she always will say
Something so nice that I cannot repay.
Bright and unique, every contest that's new
Challenges, helps, and expands us anew.
Don't know that form? Then it's time to begin;
Do a good job and it's sure of a win.
Trying a form that you can't understand?
Andrea's knowledge is always at hand.

Gifted in phrasing and rhyming for sure;
Words she has written in minds will endure.
Poems of flow'rs and a sweet little beach
Dance in the dreams of this sweet little peach!
Sijos of seahorses dance in the sea;
Starfish and dolphins keep good company.
Kyrielles of yellow burst forth like sunflowers:
Rubaiyats of robins in Spring's gentle showers.
Sonnets of sparrows and songbirds fly high
Twined with the cumulus clouds in the sky.
Sunsets of lavender scatter their light;
Sapphics of stars wink their way thro' the night.
Footle sized fireflies twinkle till dawn,
Making a fairyland right on her lawn;
Then in the morning, she wakes and recalls
Visions of dreams still contained in her walls.
Out of her window, or deep in her mind,
She will not rest till the poem she finds.
Thus, she has poems by beauty inspired;
Mixed with her skill, that is why she's admired.



{Just too late for the contest. Bummer!}


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Beachside Food and Drink Slinks

A is for algae, red, green, blue cells, soaking up sun, sliming teeth 
B is for bacterial mat, clumping underneath, earliest born, never asleep

C is for coral reef, the place we all find cover or the sand parrotfish chew and release
D is for diatom, all seeded calcium, all float free, all denizens barely seen

E is for eelgrass, nursery meadows of the anchovy, and other browsers of green 
F is for fan worm, filter feeder like a flower, 8000 species on which fish feed

G is for giant kelp, floating on bladders of air they’re forests of cold waters clean
H is for helmet, the royalty of snails who protect our feet, queen, emperor, king

I is for isopod, the chameleon crustacean, they color match what they eat
J is for jellyball, or cannonball jellyfish, not upside down or moon, avoid their heat

K is for keyhole limpet, favorite food of ochre stars, will erect its own wall
L is for laver, the sea lettuce of nori, it swirls red skirt as ocean falls

M is for mermaid’s purse, the sack of the skate whose yolk keeps them alive
N is for nerite, the prisoner striped snail of the rocky zone as numerous as a hive

O is for oyster drills, the snails that slurp oysters and use them to lay eggs
P is for pleurobranch, a sea slug answer for oranges, with one active leg

Q is for quahog, the bivalve seaman who can survive eating the mud
R is for rove beetle, the one waiting to snatch the unwary beach hopper for good

S is for saxitoxin, those red tides produced by mating that can paralyze humans
T is for tubular sponge, they squish, bore and encrust as space lends

U is for urchin, those spiny skinned balls, no eyes or noses but dig food in sand 
V is for Venus, Music Volutes dined or Vampire Squids skimming along land

W is for whelk, not the musically inclined, but the slow moving snail in a shell
X is for X and a half, the six rayed star, hungry for anything on the half shell

Y is for yucca, blooming on the beach, they bloom nice and tolerate the sand
Z is for Zostera marinara, the address of eel grass when they're feeling grand

All of this green life is what crunches, stinks, dries and slips underfoot
The rest that find the housing and dining compatible means someone’s on the look.


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Starlight Kiss

Awaiting faraway soul to guide fate the star shooting fireworks
catching one's breath destiny will spread this heart's wings 

To fly free with the spirits loving pure this is how one sees a dream unfolding 
wrapped up warmly inside treasure life growing stronger pure

With an amazing vision awakening sunshine just to see love happy 
surrounded by beauty always gentle humble and meek an angel sings

Oh I have walked the beach on a cold frosty moonlit night 
stars silver jewels as the moon smiles howling over and back 

A soul searches to find that one in a thousand dream whispering waves
blushing clouds swept away carried within warm wings kissing beats

About this poem:
an unrhymed couplet


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Morning Fog On The Water

The rules of engagement are 
etched out in time
The fog's holding sway as  the 
sun tries to shine
Through a blanketing smokey 
enveloping shroud
Outmanuevering all access to 
sunshine and clouds

The swells on the water in 
cadence appear
In accordance with luna and 
the time of the year
Drawn skyward they swell as 
they rush to the shore
To crest, foam and crash with 
a frothy white roar

The sun punches through in a 
white shining ball
To the sound of a single 
unseen seagull's call
The sand, sky, and ocean all 
lack clear distinction
Reality fades to a blurred case 
of fiction


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A Mermaid's Point of View

They pollute our waters, the land, the air
They pollute the planet without a care

They kill our friends from down below
As they swim up to say hello

They build weapons to kill each other
They don't respect each race or colour

They try to hunt us in every way
But they cannot find our hideaway

We'll never surface because we fear
We cannot trust the humans here


by Ana Espinola Collins


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Oceans Blue

Water, water everywhere!  What a spectacular view!
The Master's Hand steers our course as we sail the ocean blue!

Though the billowing waves may toss our man o' war about,
The Master Pilot will keep us safe, of that I have no doubt!

I like to think that the playful dolphins leaping about our bow,
Were trained by The Master Navigator to guide our course somehow!

We've sailed the ocean blue seven months visiting mysterious ports of call,
Savoring The Master Creator's handiwork from Trinidad to Senegal!

Our rigging has been rent in battle midst furious shot and shell,
But our Master Captain's leadership has led us through so very well!

When standing midnight watch on moonlit nights upon the ocean blue,
I'm comforted knowing that The Master Guardian is watching over you!

My supplication to The Master of the Cosmos who directs all from above,
Is that one joyful day I'll hold you in my arms forever more, my love!

Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
© All Rights Reserved

Placed No. 1 in Francine Roberts' "Blue on blue on blue" Contest - Jul 2011


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Priceless Pearl under the Ocean



Priceless pearl under the ocean
Everybody search for it up to the Mediterranean 

Rare beauty lies on the crown-like shell
Waiting for special people to sprinkle the spell

O, what a magical thing shinning in the sun
If I have you in my hands, I feel like a queen

My heart yearns for your unique rarity 
Engulfed me with your amazing purity

I will keep you inside the box of my soul
Cherished you forever, that’s my sole goal


March 22, 2013
For Craig's Contest



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What makes me tick serens contest

What makes me tick?

You ask me the question on what makes me tick
Well this I will answer, and answer it quick

Flowers and trees, the birds and the beasts
And all of the beauty on which my eyes feast.

Rivers and lakes, and oceans as well
And all of the dreams in which I do dwell

Music and poetry, Astrology too
And all of the wonderful things that I do.

These things keep me breathing and loving my life
And last but not least is my beautiful wife.

10 September 2013 @ 1353hrs.


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A Fish's Viewpoint

Undersea exploration comes to me in my dreams
As a fish in the deep I see only faint sunbeams

Enough light there is to reveal a lost continent
I wonder what led to this golden age’s descent

Colorful fish swim among ruins of a pyramid
A former city’s gilded streets, giant squid now float amid

Huge, submerged statues of gods suddenly catch my eye
Just as a fish-tailed, sweet mermaid happens to swim by

Stroking through the water as sea plants flourish below
Unquenchable curiosity continues to grow

Is this Atlantis?  Am I on the Bimini Road?
Buildings here have cryptic writings I cannot decode

Schools of many other fish are surrounding me now
Are they wondering too?  Or just seeking plankton chow?

When I awake in my bed, the sheets are soaking wet
And my body is writhing in a chilling night sweat

The sights I had seen provoked deep-founded fears
The North Pole is said to shift every ten thousand years

That time is approaching; may I return to the sea?
Let me dwell in the ocean as landlubbers flee

The earth rises and sinks on a regular basis
Only in the ocean will I find my oasis




*For Gautami’s “In the Deep Sea” contest


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THE ROCK

Out on the shore I sat me down, to look at all the beauty around, there I noticed a rock
so big, so broad, that it had to be formed by Almighty God.

They say the ocean made it that way, but who made the ocean with its crashing waves? Who
could do such a mighty thing, who could make all of nature sing?

Who made the flowers on the hill, or made the meadows deep and still? Who made the wind to
blow this way or that, who made man, can you tell me that?

God, oh God, the Holy One above, who is my Father and full of love; and Jesus his Son whom I
will never deny, who on a cruel cross willingly died.

That brings us back to the original matter, the rock so big, so broad; that rock reminds
me of a scripture I read, straight from the Word of God.

If you build your house on sand, soon the rain and wind will blow, knocking it to the
ground, but if you build it on solid rock, it will stand there safe and sound. 


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Watching the Sun Rise

At first the sun's fingers
Poke up just a bit,
Seeming to find the ocean's ledge,
They grab a hold of it.

With radiant arms extended,
It raises itself higher,
Then sits upon the ocean's rim -
A fuzzy ball of fire.


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Waves Again

Like stallions trying to spit the 
bit
Manes shrugged off in a 
flotsam mist
Create an omnipresent 
constant hiss
Interrupted when two collide 
and kiss


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Below the Surface

Below the surface is a whole new world
Of magic and delight to be unfurled

Below the surface, is a wealth of treasure
Of exquisite beauty that’s without measure

Below the surface of my deep blue sea
Is the secret storehouse of fantasy

Below the surface is where you’ll find
The treasures of my heart and mind

Below the surface at depths extreme
Is where you’ll find that buried dream

Below the surface, is where I come alive
In my depths, I know, you desire to dive

Below the surface, is where I keep my soul
If you go deep enough, I’ll make you whole

Below the surface, is where magic lies
Start the descent there now through my eyes

Below the surface, I’m waiting for you
Come down, my love, swim in love so true

Below the surface, vibrant you will feel
That surreal world, for you I’ll make real 

Below the surface, you will beg to stay…
In my ocean depth, passion drenched each day!

Eileen Manassian Ghali


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Mermaids

Hidden from view her dulcet voice rings out
carrying her dreams across the ocean with no doubt

She knows one day she will find him as she sings of love 
as she swims the ocean she is met by a white dove

A letter it holds in its beak from a mortal man
her voice has enthralled him, although it carries a ban

Curious she swims to the beach where he is sat
only once there she finds him a bit too fat

Sighing she continues her lonely search
a voice rings out calling her to a rocky arch

There she espies the merman from her dream
together at long last, they swim now as a team

At long last she is no longer alone, to him she is now bound
together their songs sing out filling the ocean with magical sound

written 05/30/2014
contest Mermaids


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A Mermaid

A Mermaid or In Response to Poem of the Day

 

There was a maiden that they called a miracle

Containing emphatic data defined by empirical

But to measure her beauty was hard to use

So we had to come up with a perfect excuse.

 

Even though lingering lights did become dim 

Along with all other poets happened to them

Wits were without and many may have known

Pictures and personalities were caste in stone.

 

This was when we soon started and realized

They were all beyond belief and unrecognized

Found out only one receiving a passing grade

Was Margie the miracle who became a mermaid.

 

Ho Ho Ho

 

James Thomas Horn, Retired Veteran


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The Open Sea

Your eyes-The open sea
Each gaze, a wave, engulfing me

Caught in the current-Strong and fast
Drowning in moments-Deep and vast

I grow less certain, everyday
If I will be able, to find my way

Back to shore


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Point Lobos Paths

Last Fall, my church's Scouts and I went hiking.

A few miles north of Big Sur’s coast,
There is a forested park much to our liking.

Point Lobos is the nature preserve that I love most.


The beauty there is supernal, beyond description.

We chose our trails with maps and compasses,
And practiced local plant identification.

I pointed out Monterey Pines and Cypresses.


For a time we climbed a steep inclination.

We looked down into a cove, home of sea otters,
From a viewpoint near the old whalers’ station.

We climbed through a cleft worn down by waters.


That Saturday outing wasn’t a total disaster.

The boys passed tasks to advance in ranks.
Life doesn’t get much better for an old Scoutmaster.

Lastly, to the Great Spirit we all gave thanks.




For Goethe Stanzas contest


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ON THE OCEAN WAVES

ON THE OCEAN WAVES

Ships that toss on the ocean waves have no track
To follow to lead  them home by starboard tack,
Do not float abroad by evening star, or wave and throw
Their  moorings to the lubbers ashore and below.
They wrest their pathway home from the deep
While landward the dry hills of home rest asleep.

Souls that search endlessly for salvation sure
Have no warrantied way to help them endure,
Cannot take or borrow the time to try new ways
To head  ever closer to endless halcyon days.
These poor spirits tread a narrow path of dread,
Never knowing when, but always fearing to be dead.

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Written   on  27  July  2012
Entered in  Francine Roberts's  Contest  On the Ocean Waves


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Was I Ida Strauss

I have a fear of drowning in deep waters, dark and cold;
I dream the waves are parted revealing Death's threshold.

I wonder, tremb'ling in my bed, if another life I've known;
Is there a body 'neath the sea, dissolved, bone of my bone?

                        * * * * * * * * * * * * * 

We boarded the Titanic, her maiden voyage from the shore,
Just the two of us together, me and my husband Isidore.

Grandly cradled on the ocean within the ship of dreams,
Unaware an ice tow'r waited in the frigid, black extremes.

Roast squab and French ice creams, champagne and caviar
Were the first class luxuries, sailing on beneath the stars.

Near midnight the vessel shuddered as though wounded in the heart;
We waited captain's orders to load the lifeboats, disembark.

"Women first!" the crew commanded; older men could also go,
But Isidore would not depart, the truest gentleman I know.

He entreated me to leave the ship, but like Ruth of long ago, 
I replied, "We've lived together many years. Where you go, I go."

We faced Death as we faced life, companions to the end . . .
Climbing the staircase to heaven, hand in hand with my best friend.


The story of Isidore and Ida Strauss is true; they were first class passengers on the
Titanic. Isidore was co-owner of Macy's. My connection to Ida is fiction.
The grand staircase on the Titanic was called "the staircase to Heaven."

Faye Gibson

June 22, 2014


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Deep Dream

Whenever the ocean rumbles as I hear it calling to me
Often it is the great tunnel roaring as I can see.

Through the sea midst of breeze I am fresh and delight
Often as it glitters in blue shades of a dreamy night.

Swaying of the ocean along the rocks thru side by side
Often blazing into the sun's light as I run to hide.

Once a dream with tranquility as I traveled on ocean
Often fallen into blue waters I see myself in rapid motion.


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MYSTERY OCEAN

MYSTERY       OCEAN

The soft arms, the caring eyes  - it’s easily possible
To find something of you that is tangible.
In an ocean unknowably deep and vast
Sailors will  find a rock to make fast.
Over the years together I call  to mind
How your main feature is just being kind:
You’re a teacher, or a mother, 
Or a friend, or a counsellor,
And people who know you think that’s clear  -
And of course you are all these things dear;
But not everybody seems to get the subtlety
That you are the touchstone of empathy  -
Concerned with everybody’s trouble
Yet never intrusive or forceful. 
The ocean’s power is vastly more than that of a rock  -
A boat plunging in the sea can barely measure its stock.
Your vessel is filled to overflowing with a generosity rare:
Everything you do for another is with care, 
Done as if for yourself.
Truth is, I don’t always get it myself,
And sometimes I just can’t figure you out;
But I know something’s there and worth searching about
For you speak the truth in every way
And always mean just what you say.
With a  sense of love, justice, and purpose that sails 
Through the darkest wave-tossed gales.
But even that doen’t cover it complete. 
Your laughter light, and sense of adventure sweet,
Is an ocean of porpoise and dolphins
With splashing tails and tall proud fins,
Leaping ahead of my plunging boat’s prow,
Diving to depth I never quite plumb somehow.


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Waves

Three by three in a metronome 
roar
Forming then crashing they 
race to the shore
They begin with a swell then 
peak to a curve
Of white crested wonder as 
shore bound they surge. 

The crest although white like 
the mane of a lion
Forms a beautiful dangerous 
alluring design
Majestic mysterious no two the 
same
They crash with a roar then 
become oh so tame

In a cauldron of sparkling 
bubbling riches
A playground for children not 
three evil witches
No omens or potions or 
foreboding spells
Just pebbles and sea glass  
and varied sea shells. 


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Sailor Sam

On a darkened ocean night
in solitude so great,
where waves are crashing into rocks
and endless waters wait.

Sometimes when you look out there
you'll swear you've seen some light,
it's probably just old sailor Sam
he's fishing out tonight.

Sailor Sam is quite a man
he's been around sometime,
to fish along the ocean floors
and profit in his find.

But the people of the town close by
have never seen his face,
or hardly mention of his boat
which they can hardly place.

Sailor Sam will fish the sea
the darkness he won't fear,
he's Sailor Sam the fisherman
he's been a hundred years.


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Under the Castle

Under the castle hid from all
The dungeon was dark, crowded and small
Held by our captors hid from view
Wasting away as prisoners do
The dungeon keeper was the most vile of men
Born and bred to punish our sins
Outside the children run and play
Lost in the excitement of a brand new day
My mind drifts back to my days as a child
Just a rambunctious boy with a demeanor so wild
As I grew older it was clear to see
The world was a playground waiting for me
I sought all its pleasures tasted its wine
Lost sight of my roots as I fell from the vine
As I reflect back on all I have seen
I allowed myself to become angry and mean
I gathered some homeboys my personal crew
And proceeded to do what men shouldn’t do
Then way deep in my memory I pulled up a name
Which, was followed by an ocean of shame
To eat of his fruit I had such a hunger
So I decided to no longer be a warmonger
Separated from my gang I walked alone in the halls
Hung my picture of Jesus on my cell wall
Fell to my knees and called out his name
And released from my soul an ocean of pain
That gave me the strength to write out my truth
Making me a man who protects the innocence of youth