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
Copyright © Abe Lopez | Year Posted 2009
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.
Contest: A poem you have not entered in a contest #5
Sponsor: Poet Destroyer A
Copyright © Paul Callus | Year Posted 2014
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
Copyright © Caryl Muzzey | Year Posted 2011
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
Copyright © Annalise Brigham...a.k.a. Audrey Haick | Year Posted 2010
in the depths of an azure ocean
they appear from out of the blue,
Hearts beat faster
as we are surrounded and fear makes
adrenalin course through our veins
As one, we watch them
glide gracefully around us, and
one can’t help but feel the
Reverence and wonder of
being among these menacing,
magnificent creatures, these
Killers of the seas; glorious
natural predators, often vilified for their nature,
and who to many, are misunderstood
Suddenly, silently, just as they came,
they disappear back into the blue
leaving nought, but a sense of loss.
For the In Search of the Human Mind contest - topic 'Awe'
Copyright © Janette Fisher | Year Posted 2010
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.
Copyright © Janette Fisher | Year Posted 2010
Into the Blue
Into the heartbeat of the blue sea of crystal glass
Never calm, but constantly moving rippling water
Truly mysterious in its grandeur surpass beauty
Obedient to unimaginable fathoms depth
Thirsty for the kiss of helpless sandy shores the waves drift on
Her heavenly breast with luscious relaxing sounds and
Endless scent of the briny cool breeze
Blue sea merges into the rising blue horizon
Liquescent sunset of dissolving view closes the day
Under the shadow of the drifting shapeless clouds
Effortlessly inviting twilight completing the dark blue night
Copyright © Eve Roper | Year Posted 2016
M ystic lady of the sea
E nthralling sailors on the waves
R oaring waters flowing deep
M any sailors for you do crave
A doring how you move through stormy seas
I n watery depths of mystery
D ancing on the waves so free
S ea maidens swimming serenely
Copyright © Joseph May | Year Posted 2013
Picturesque are these islands of Golden Sands
Amidst hues of bonnie blue in the Sulu Sea
Rearing columns of Palms in heavenly reach
Admiration my eyes granted their canopy glee
Distance is no object as we walk their shores
I and my love in splish splashing paddle dips
She turns takes my hands looking into my soul
Encompassed we're engrossed lips to lips
25/12/2015 @ 15.18pm
Copyright © James Fraser | Year Posted 2015
Taste of salt on my lips
Harsh sand tickle my toes
Ears of wind rush the waves
Reek of kelp fill the air
Eyes of beauty behold
Written by: Ronald Zammit
Sponsor: Nette Onclaud
How Many Syllables Counter: 30 syllables
Copyright © Ronald Zammit | Year Posted 2015
W hales are one of the largest an most beautiful magnificent marine mamals in the world
H ave been hunted for centuries for oil, meat, other raw materials.
A nd some of the species are endangered, and they're going extinct
L ife span varies among all the different species that
E xist, it be, blue whale, Orcas or killer whale, bowhead, humpback, gray or sperm whale, and they
S wim by moving their muscular tails(flukes) up and down, and not like fish left to right.
Dorian Petersen Potter
Copyright © Dorian Petersen Potter | Year Posted 2015
Goodness knows the greed involved
Unwilling to admit, unable to proceed
Life on this fragile rock totters
For we have never fouled the nest like this
Oceanic trauma, on a voyage, east then north
Ice, blue-clean, beauty, dead before the march of black gold
Listing heavily to one side, we're taking on what used to be only water
Smug arrogance put us here
Plans within plans have failed
Ill-gotten were the riches, ill-tended were the fields
Laddie, grab a pail and bail for all you're WORTH!
Let's just all hope they're not setting the price on that too!!!!
Copyright © Jim David | Year Posted 2010
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
Copyright © Shadow Hamilton | Year Posted 2014
Polyphagia on board is forbidden and not welcome ---------- when
Everybody knows that should we ran out of food ---------- crickets
Probably will not feed us anyhow and most of us will ---------- cry
Pensive about victuals whilst starving madly. No ---------- seamen
Ever should go through famine. That's why we must ---------- stop
Relapsing into gluttony in this ship. I approve of ---------- yodeling.
Pepper spray is going to be one of the ---------- calamities
Any glutton will endure as a punishment. Thus, ---------- every
Real seafarer will chant these words now: ---------- "Bearded
Captain wants no fressing within his ship! Yes, ---------- captain!
Every single gob will ration the food. Frugality is a ---------- must!
Lashes and pepper spray those who fail shall ---------- undergo!"
Copyright © Ivo Cosentino | Year Posted 2014
Ocean souls surrendering
Copyright © Donald Meikle | Year Posted 2006
I met a red crab named Sebastian,
Nice and funny one
Then he gave me flowers a sign of friendship
He says I look likes Ariel the princess of the Atlantic a
Eric you must be let you be my prince that’s what I say
Dance with me and he took my hand
Echo of drums sounds in a deep blue sea
Even Ursula the sea witch dance with us
Princess Ariel got surprised, oh! What is happening?
Sebastian what is all this about? I’m the princess and you haven’t invited me?
Ehh... Princess, meet my friend she’s pretty as like you
Ariel Princess of the sea looks at me, saying “I want to trade my tail for your feet”.
In the Deep Sea Contest (Gautami Phookan)
Copyright © Cheryl Aldea | Year Posted 2012
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.
Copyright © Andrew Crisci | Year Posted 2011
S andcastles and surf reflect a radiant sun,
U mbrellas opened, line a sandy seashore-
M arshmallows are toasted with laughter and fun,
M emories are in the making to store-
E venings come late after the June solstice run,
R ain drizzles give way to a rainbow encore -
Copyright © Genevieve Mika-Stevens | Year Posted 2015
Circular motion within the blue hue upward,
As bright as the wondrous crystals below,
Reflections glare, shadowing things unheard.
Only at daybreak will we understand its glow.
Until dusk shall you see power, it does hold.
Solar orb of glory, which gives life to all,
Evangelical design drives away natures cold.
Listen you may hear the sizzle of this ball.
From winter to spring, growing closer everyday,
Living creatures await the warmth it brings.
Our hearts and minds, warmed in every way.
As it devours, the frigid cold and nature sings.
Take notice that it still warms us on days of gray.
Igniting passion, delivering precious new beginnings,
Never faltering continuing its carousel of play,
Glowing solar flares proceed above floating wings.
Copyright © cecil hickman | Year Posted 2009
Ocean marinade of soothing comfort
Captivating and nurturing myriad life within the marine
Enthralling poetic playground of everlasting
Awing mystical lapping harmony and swirling dance.
Navigable endless turquoise pulse
Contest Name: One Stanza - One Only
Sponsor by: Broken Wings
Copyright © Eve Roper | Year Posted 2016
--Wallpaper portrait of lake effect snoW
--Icy conditions, back spasms cripple. I
-sNiffle. goose pimples, brail on my skiN
--Thin sheets of black ice line my streeT
--Erratic winds shoot ice shrapnel, I fleE
--Retreat, for the comfort of my reclineR
Copyright © Jared Pickett | Year Posted 2010
boys and girls
each has fun
as their folk
chase the sun
hot hot hot
lie on sand
aaaah they sigh
nice day out
kiss me quick
eat and drink
take your pick
in the sea
not a care
great to see
oh praise be!
For Linda-Marie's Beach Blanket Bingo contest
Copyright © jack horne | Year Posted 2011
In the hour just before sunrise
No one about but an occasional gull
Harbor lights shimmer through the mist
And I am drawn by the song of the surf
Long ago I was as innocent as the wind
In love with the sand and the sea, a
Notebook always at hand, I wrote of
Ginger skies, sails and the essence of me
Tomorrows have come and gone, and
Heavy the burdens of living can seem, so
Eventually I always come back to the sea
Soft the light breaking over the vast blue
Easing me into life by the emerald green bay
Again breathing deep I reflect on another day
Copyright © Barbara Gorelick | Year Posted 2014
Bountiful castles with walls of sand
Each grain an intricate part
Albatross squawk in high demand
Con morsels from those with soft hearts
Hot bodies bask in the blazing sun
Bikinis boast dangerous curves
Lifeguards patrol tanned to well done
As surfers show off their steel nerves
Nautical transports battle the swells
Kites soar aloft dot the sky
Enveloped in rays and happy kid yells
Transfers to a new level high
Blankets of color protect fragile skin
Immense weight of stress melts away
Nod off gently and try to imagine
Going to work every day
On a beach where work is like play
Beach Blanket Bingo contest
Copyright © Randy Steele | Year Posted 2011
Inured of earthen reveries,
Now thoughts unfold of turquoise seas.
Heaving swells kiss morning mist
As dawn’s enlightened warmth assist,
Lifting gray from chartreuse hues,
Imbuing skies with silken blues.
Neon glints enchant the eye,
Gleaning light from algae’s ply.
Textured palettes shine below;
Hallowed reefs of life encased,
Ever housed in sea’s chateau.
Sunset couched in ocean sway,
Ease from mauve to dusk’s embrace;
All my earthbound cares, away.
05 Jul 2014
1 in 4: Choose your Acrostic Title Contest
Copyright © david mohn | Year Posted 2014
Inhaling The Sea
I found her walking the sandy shoreline.
N othing on , naked and she was so fine
H eaven must have dropped this angel down
A s I felt the sea wrap us in a soft gown.
L ove seared us together, never to ever part
I heard this vision whisper into my heart.
N ever my love , never send my love away
G iving in to the sweetest taste of her play.
T he sea sent aroma of its love flavor to me
H er smiles soon brought out this sweet plea.
E chantress please stay and marry this man
S he agreed if we both became loving sea fans.
E ach morn walking there to face the rising sun
A vow to walk very slowly, enjoy life, never run.
Copyright © Robert Lindley | Year Posted 2014
Warnings on the shore throw red flags at danger
Hail stones make noise on planks in anger
Attack the pirate ships that crash the lifeless rocks
The ice by now turns into rain but can't turn back
It matters not to nature that they came this way
Sailors can't see or read the color red from nights mistakes
Under the cloak of darkness observations make them blind
Nautical naivety is mean to those who have no sight to see
Drowning in new depths of ignorance
Eager to look the other way as ships collide and break
Regardless of what rocks and waves might have to say
The land will carry on with mischief
Hard objects like rocks and hail don't move alone in storms
Even though they take their toll on men and what they own
Who tries to walk on water to understand the granite black?
At dusk the damage is irrevocable on the rocks
Vulnerabilities, agendas, exposed above the surface roll
Every ship will have to pay a price when seas arise
Silence will be floating among the splinters and debris at night
Copyright © Earl Schumacker | Year Posted 2016
Cherish the new born king
Hark the herald and
Ring the toll bells
It's Christmas time again and
Santa is on his way as the
Tinsel is strewn and mistletoes are hung
Mama got caught once again
Alone kissing a guy dressed in red
So I dashed to my window and through open the shutters
Looking upon the roof
Over and over again I somehow now
Vow to remain true in
Even believing in this little Christmas tale of a hymn
Merry Christmas To All Soupers And Staff
Love Kathy And Jenny
Also Entry For Brian Strand's
Christmas Love Acrostic Contest
Copyright © Katherine Stella | Year Posted 2009
In the Sea
Turbulent was not the sea, on April 10,1912
Wonderful largest liner floated safely
Inspired by luxurious ocean voyage affluent passengers sailed happily
Tension-free ship was suddenly struck on April 12 by hidden ice berg.
Walls were not strongly built to avoid holes
Abrupt rush of water flow flooded the deck causing ship wreck
Not enough life boats to accommodate in saving all innocent helpless souls
Ill-fated Titanic sank,
Captain Smith prayed till last breath with choked throat
Rescue -shipCarpathia reached too late to rescue.
A very few life boats were still afloat.
Copyright © Anisha Dutta | Year Posted 2015
I’m not blaming you…
Pretend I have not had the
Privilege of hearing those
Lines before. Tell me.
Eternal glare on my
Sunglasses, which I wear at night.
Only an annoyance…
Never to be worried about.
When with you, I feel like
An ice pick could go
Ear and into my brain, and I’d experience a similar
Reaction. I’d like to
Go drink cheap wine and
Lay in the back of my truck, on an old mattress.
Sing anything—as long as it’s
Santana…or soft Slipknot…
Copyright © Laura Meese | Year Posted 2006