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Details | Free verse | |

Sea Gull's Brunch

A lone gull, white breasted pecked and pecked at flecks of snow on the ground - a curious delight this February day, but what could be found in nature's freshly poured flakes to sate the bird's appetite? She turned and soared away on wings of grey. By Andrea Dietrich/ Motif is Nature For "the Impress me with a small poem! (New / Old)" Poetry Contest of Giorgio A. V.


Details | Personification | |

Bird In A Tux

I do not fly but waddle far.
For fun I slide on my tummy.
And if I have my eye on a mate
I'll feed them fishes so yummy!

Singing a love song is common for me.
To attract a mate I'll croon.
And if I leave the colony sometime
I'll surely be back soon.

Under the water I really can't breathe.
But can hold my breath a short while.
I spend my time mostly at sea.
But when on shore I make humans smile.

You'll point at me and giggle out loud.
I know you think I'm cute!
But don't try to capture me I plead.
Just admire my black and white suit.

A little bit like you humans I am.
Sometimes I mate for life.
Yet other times I play the field.
Perhaps even cheat on my "wife"!

So here I go to dive and plunge
where the water is deep and cold.
Just some things you should know about me.
I'm amazing-if I may be so bold!




for Archaic Poet's animal personification contest


Details | Rhyme | |

SEA OF LOVE

Oh sea of love!
How bitter the mem'ries I have!
This place reminisce the pain
Of not seeing my love again.

Your birds up high
Remind me of his goodbye.
Your water so deep
Makes me yearn and weep.

So let your breeze blow,
And dry the tears that flow.
Let your waves take away
The griefs and sorrows that stay.

Oh sea of love!
Erase the mem'ries I have!
Wash them out of the blue,
Take them away with you.


Details | Ballad | |

From The National Poet Of Slovenia In A Language People Understand - THE RUINS OF THE ANCIEN REGIME




Farewell, then, AUKN boss,
The next this year makes three.
By the time they find a substitute,
Slovenes will be at sea.

He tried to cover his behind;
AUKN boss of bosses,
As every week, balances grew bleak:
He weighed merits and losses.

With all this he'd no time to eat,
And round and round he flew.
And now he's split in a hissy-fit;
So helmsman, too-de-loo!

Day after day, day after day,
He drifted on the ocean;
Guano-vernment rained on his ship
Their suggestions for promotion.

Cousins, cousins, everywhere,
Corporate boards crosslink;
Cousins, cousins, everywhere,
Let's take you for a drink.

Accountants talking rot: O Christ!
Missions, visions - oh please!
Yea, slimy characters need legs
And slimy policies.

So has he done an hellish thing?
Not hired who? We dunno:
Was it absurd, to have a separate curd
From the whey Slovenia owes?
This wretch won't play, after 60 days;
Pissflaps, he'll have to go!

God help ya, gospod Bencina
From the fiends, that plague us thus! -
It's time to go — shot like cross-bow,
The AUKN boss.

Ah! walk-out day! what evil looks
Had I from Ernst and Young!
Who's at a loss? AUKN's boss
Wouldn't take a bung?

"You'll be" quoth one, "abolished - no
Stigma to double-cross."
He chose to go - why? We don't know:
Harmless AUKN boss.


Re-reading the original gave me a great idea for dinner until I realised all the storks have all flapped off to Africa for the winter. Pity, as I have some ancient marinade from Tuš. Like the subject of the poem, I didn't have the stamina for a Coleridge-length effort.

Story: http://www.sloveniatimes.com/total-mess-in-state-owned-capital-asset-management

The National Poet Of Slovenia In A Language People Understand interprets important Slovenian affairs for the non-Slovene speaking world. www.maria.si


Details | Monorhyme | |

Forbidding Island

I swim to an unknown rocky strand, marooned by the captain's hand,
Up on the barren shore I stand, up on the wave-washed sand.
The sandpipers dance a saraband; could I like the birds withstand?
Held by the bars of a coral band, alone in a rocky land.


Details | Verse | |

FIRST FLIGHT

Across the scarlet sunset  , 
I see a little sea-bird.
Pretending to be strong ,
Actually its making a feeble cry.
Flapping wings again and again,
Its afraid and not giving a try.
The great sky and the vast sea , 
Is making its throat dry.
Everybody came to boost it up ,
Finally mother came with a  fishful cup.
In the name of God ,
The little one jumped.
With eyes closed and heart thumped.
And  wow , its magic , 
Its faith and love.
That made it fly ,
Above the sea and across the sky.


Details | Blank verse | |

the shipwrecked sailor

the shipwrecked sailor
from the North 
lands on land
between the seas
and sees 

nothing but trees

the trees shade him from the sun 
in the sky
the sky provides a medium 
in which the birds 
from the trees
can fly

and the birds 
nested in the trees
on occasion 
provide the sailor
birds to fry

unfortunately 
the shipwrecked sailor
after his bird meal 
and nap
still can’t fly


Details | Haiku | |

Pier Sentinel

aqua water swirls
salt sprayed air licks dry sea oats
quick pelican gulps
September 18, 2014


Details | Haiku | |

Wind Snow Seagulls

Wind howling forlorn
thundering through the tree tops
branches crashing down



Snow swirling, whirling
coating all in pristine white
like diamonds glinting



Hear the lonely shrieks          
as seagulls twist and hover
over the fishing boats


written 08/12/2013


Details | Ballade | |

Where the river meets the sea

Where the river meets the sea.

I’m camping here in Denmark
Where the river meets the sea
I’m looking cross the river
At a bent and twisted tree
I don’t know just what type it is
But I really love its beauty
It’s a piece of nature’s art.
And mesmerizes me.

It’s branches reach out everywhere
In a gnarled and twisted way
It’s the coming of the sunrise
On this soft and gentle day
And this tree it looks so splendid
As the silence calms my mind
It’s to be here in these mornings
For this I was destined.

The tree is filled with little birds
All dressed in black and white
I don’t know what they call them
But they fill me with delight
A sight without the labels
Is a better way to see
So I just sit here gazing
At these bird’s perched in the tree.

31 May 2014 @ 0725hrs.


Details | Free verse | |

The Sea Rolls With The Breeze

Seagulls seagulls by the seashore open your eyes and you shall see more of the world's magik in front of your face why oh why would I ever replace the memory of that foamy sea crashing onto the shore while the seagulls are laughing with the children once more who feed them with eyes full of wonder to their curious delight seashells from dead oysters shine of the moon's pale sea light as they mate like the birds and the bees my sea kisses the sky when it rolls with the breeze.


Details | I do not know? | |

Early Morning in Walvis Bay

Hand in hand with the breaking pink light of dawn, 
A light east breeze dances on tiptoes upon the water’s surface. 
I stand on the wooden deck, looking out onto the quiet bay,
Scattered boats gently sway in their moorings.

Making me feel like I am flying amongst them - a bird on a wing,
Flocks of terns swoop and rise in graceful circles close beside me.
Dexterously stepping over the green covered rocks on the shore, three white egrets are here too;
They keenly pick out their breakfast in the lapping tide.

With a swoop and fall, a cormorant dives deftly into the water and disappears,
Moments later the bird emerges several metres away as if out of nowhere. 
In a display of alternating flashes of grey and brilliant white, 
Plovers so small and so swift turn and glide in controlled unison.

I glance northwards towards a distant gentle hum,
There great ships are silhouetted in the waking harbour.
I stand and breathe in true appreciation;
Oh, the magnificent beauty of this new day.


Details | Sonnet | |

an echo from the sea

An Echo from the Sea
 This old ship rode the Atlantic swells like 
a swan in a pond and her crew were dead,
perhaps not at the time, but they are now,
generations of sailors boarding her, using
her as a place of sanctuary on their way to 
a destination unknown to them.

And one by one, overcome by life they died 
and drifted on the sea of broken life- belts to 
the Saragossa where mist of sorrow covers
the bleak shoreline of ruin and the ship 
that rust on a reef; and the seamen were dead
perhaps not at the time, but they are now,
in my mind they are a sepia damaged photo
of forgotten moments.


Details | Diminished Hexaverse | |

Windy Shore

The sea rolls to shore
white horses prevail
the shells toss about 
crabs losing their homes 
scrambling to hide

Sea birds waiting
tasty morsels
if they are quick
bad weather luck

Winds abort
all is calm
sun comes out

children
paddling

Peace


Details | Dramatic Verse | |

Days at sea

Come to me my brightest sun and shut your eyes and go to sleep
For now the time has come for dreams and shiny stars the father weeps
 your mother moon the mountain tops shall feel her soft embrace 
and time and space and clover fields will rest upon her wake
There is no place too far away and not to near you see, that darkness cannot carry out the
odes that ought to be
O silentest of the messengers that meet amongst the reeds 
to a billion strands of darkness travel hastily bringing dreams


Details | Free verse | |

The Gathering

The Gathering
It started with the sun
casting colors on the sand,  sun
tanned brown	
pointing cowry shells – golden baked
	
An old seagull by the sea watches me collect
a gathering of shells to string around your neck 

There are feathers scattered
and I weave them between my collection
of earth and sea - softness and smiles
From God - to sea and sand - to bird - me
Our gathering - an Offering
As our little old bird watches by seaweed freshly brought
sharing in this joyful weaving  - for you.
Gathering too.




First published: Dual Coast


Details | Haiku | |

Mocking Bird

Mocking Bird in rose
Checking nest of summer, thorns
Defy enemy

Thanks Brian for the challenge to do this.  I don't know if it is what you're asking to be 
written or not.  I am using Defy as a noun here.  This one has been withdrawn from the 
contest.


Details | Free verse | |

Suffolk dawn

Desolate sea
between steel sky and dusky shore.
A sinister mist creeps in,
adds to the grey gloom.
Flat calm.
		Stillness.
			     Complete silence.

A seabird cries.
Shingle-rippling wavelets, bubble and make reply.
The gull continues his mournful song
evoking sea-lost souls. 
Waves,
	    now churning time-worn pebbles,
advance,
     inexorably –
a soulful seascape in shades of grey.

Others take up the seabird’s reveille.
Ghostly forms
			float intangibly
						on the morning mist.

Golden light, gathers on the horizon –
slow, diffuse at first, later, laser-like,
bright rays burn off the vapours.
Then,
	suddenly,
			in splendour,
						the Sun appears.


3 January 2014


Details | Haiku | |

Sea Gull

One legged swaying
Stiff breeze chills
Soldier crabs scurry


Details | Haiku | |

Gannet


                    gannet weaves
                    its way through sea spray -
                    then plummets


Details | I do not know? | |

Sea Bird

Through skies I soar free,
Open winged roller coaster.
There, bait I see!
One last turn, 
Lightning bolt down... 
Splash! 
Ocean cold with bait in mouth
Quick out this trap, 
Lest predators attack!
Back up full throttle… Forte! 
Swish out safely…


Details | Triolet | |

Summer Sky - Visual 2

Summer Sky - Visual 2
Summer sky splashed with orange bright as smoldering sun blazes down, tickling the sea in sheer delight. Summer sky splashed with orange bright, polka-dotted with birds in flight, their dark wings flapping all around. Summer sky splashed with orange bright as smoldering sun blazes down.


Details | Verse | |

FAMILY DAY OUT

with the kids and the dog
and the budgerigar
with the sun blazing hot
we set off in the car

with a bit of a rush 
we reach the seaside
where the air's fresh and clean
and there's donkeys to ride

on the large sandy beach
we've a perfect picnic
with the sun beating down 
the time passes quick

with the sky turning grey
we expect it to rain
with haste we pack up
and set off again

with the dusk drawing in 
we are back from afar
with the kids and the dog
and the budgerigar


Details | Light Poetry | |

SEA AND THE BRIDS

when it get cold
they get bold
fly high
its a god thing
they go until spring
to them its heavenly
the travel in hearlds
the
SEA AND THE BRIDS


Details | Tanka | |

petrel

     petrel skims surface

of the waves of this grey sea:

      named after Peter

   who was by a bluer sea

except on that day of storm



       

 


Details | Sonnet | |

The Note

I was corner-stoned by many of you.
The note was dotted with a dash.
But this note was an ultimate smash.
I found a peephole and peeped through.
 
I found a bird gave him the note and away he flew,
Across the deserts and the valleys he was there in a flash,
Across the rivers and Oceans he made a great big splash.
He made it to the shore, but the note he began to chew.
 
He passed a timely test,
And his belly was full,
He did not stop to rest,
The note he had to pull.
 
The bird landed on the Oceans shore,
Singing praises of his rugged chore.


Details | Verse | |

Into A Crimson Sea----Five Lines

A sound of bedtime prayers are in the trees, where the doves have nestled among the leaves. They smooth the feathers of a restless day. Like the night-birds,... my worries lift away, sailing far, into twilight's crimson seas.
_________________________________ 5/17/15 For The Contest: Five Lines/Metaphors and Simile Sponsored By Sara Kendrick Form: Enveloped Quintet


Details | Tanka | |

Tempest

Cormorant and I Share tempestuous moment Wide eyed ocean watch Safely removed from spindrift Waves, spume and spray batter shore.
Delice 18th May2015 "All rights reserved".


Details | Rhyme | |

Free Birds Fly

Tired and bored
it can slowly eat you away
the day goes by, but time stands still
What have I done today

But today I realized
I've wasted only time
many minutes off my life
time is always against me
all my time seems to fly

So at the end of day
during the suns dying light
I shall turn into a bird
and begin to fly ,fly high

Fly, Fly high I shall
under the ocean moonlight
only one thing is certain
I didn't waste  time tonight

instead of wasting time
I went out and lived my life
Like a bird I flew High
under the moonlight sky

my crows nest is calling
end of night, it is time
before I lay down, I must
       
        be a Free bird 
     and fly high, fly , fly