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In waters’ calm leisure, mellow tides drift
Along back strides that always find their sway,
The lighter blues, the deeper jades, that sift
Each glimmer of mollusks that romp and play.
From the swoon of bay when dusk slowly cranes
Pewter the wavelets, darker steel the shore;
Above, one bold and yellow stripe explores
To jiggle in a curdled breeze and spills
A frothy crest with waltzes soon to fade
Before moon comes in her gathering wade.
Notes I hold, on the ocean waves’ last set
A gurgling never the same every time
That I might grow thirsty and soon forget
Salty ripples turning different chirps
Never to taste the same hums in whirled flips.
Contest of Francine Roberts
On the Ocean Waves
by nette onclaud
When the sun sets, The stars shine with no regrets. Darkness fills the air, The moon gives light with every care. The darkness is easier to walk through, Every light shining is so pure and true. Guidence forever are the stars in the sky, With them we find our places lifted so high. Forever is the moon to cast light upon us all, We become encouraged to stand firm and tall. The stars shine with no regrets, When the sun sets.
When the sun sets, Shining its powerful light it never forgets. Though light fades to darkness, It comes about with alertness. Shadows before the eye can see, The little shining light is enough to set us free. Sometimes we are afraid to walk alone in the dark, From which we were given a caustic remark. Guidance Forever is the changing of dark and light, It helps us to be strong and make one last fight. Forever are the shadows lurking at every turning point, If we give in it is ourselves we disappoint. Shining its powerful light it never forgets, When the sun sets.
When the sun sets, The sky is filled with wonderful colors that the ocean reflects. All the animals of the sea, Come forth creating a musical harmony. The waves crash upon the shore, Washing up new sand to the ocean floor. Its a beautiful site to see, The ocean sounds are calmingly free. Who's to say the ocean isn't peaceful get away, Its a calming place to relax and stay. The sky is filled with wonderful colors that the ocean reflects, When the sun sets.
22 June 2010
For mankind has the power to think big
History puts them in the pedestal of their career
Aimless drifting until fatally engaged into drilling rig
Raised a surface at the heart of the sea to exploit oil on its frontier
Oil wells at the deepest sea-bed formed million years ago
Also a marine habitat that proliferate at the cold bottom
Rendezvous for waterfowl and aquatic mammals arrived apropos
To add spectacle to the blue water, as accustomed
The fresh water flowing in a cascade of sparks
The sea free access to an ocean while some in landlocked
Life on Earth comes in the seas and we proceed to embark
As ocean currents supply the heat energy round the clock
Many ritually unclean substances are passing into oceans
Adulterating the purity of water in its freshness
Oil spills from off-shore and tanker spread discoloration
Suffocating marine life and ingesting illness
Chronicling ecological cycle literally affect food chain
Stripping resistant from their organic structure and suffer
From the toxins of oil spill prevents water replenishment
Coating aquatic surface with stain holding tougher
A closer look are dying birds and aquatic mammals
Leaving a baleful mark on the waterways
Cleaning up the breakdown oil is costly and fatal
That I may see no more escalating sense of bad omen into the ocean’s forays
13th place winner to:
GULF OIL SPILL CONTEST
7/4/2010 Sponsored by: Team PoetrySoup
strolling all alone at the ocean shore
embracing the cold breeze of a new sunrise
I feel the freshness of the soft and gentle wind
touching tenderly my whole being as you again fill my mind
I hear the yodel of the small waves
every melody conveys message
leaving behind the memories I’ll forever cherish
once in a while, waves walk towards me
I can feel the tenderness of their kisses
they wrap around with soft sand on my feet
great relief and happiness I feel
the scent of the peaceful ocean wafted on air
I smell its therapeutic power for all my pains
as I start to see a new sunshine
I’m sure tomorrow I’ll be fine
only scars are left behind
to remind me to keep stronger
as I’ll move on in my life
Nov. 25, 2012
Contest: Any Poem Goes
Poet Sponsor: My Greatest Poet PD
Sponsor: Nette Onclaud
pink gulls of twilight
circle the hidden cove...
sand between our toes
I used to live beside the sea
It was not long ago
A footpath went along the beach
One could walk, and watch the show
As the ocean played its song of love
And the seagulls made much din
It was a lovely place to go
As each day, it did begin.
I loved it in the morning times
When the moon was big and round
It seemed to rest upon horizon
Such joy I often found
Admiring me, this yellow orb
That seemed so very huge
And as I’d walk, within my dreams
I’d often take refuge.
Sometimes I'd walk there, evenings too
And watch the sun go down
As the sky would turn to marmalade
And it seemed this Sphere would drown
As the ocean swallowed it all up
And the night came creeping in
And seagulls sang there evening songs
How I loved their noisy din.
There’s something about the mighty ocean
That makes me want to write
The seaweed and the salty breeze
Give me such sweet delight
I love the rivers, love the lakes
And yet the wild, wild sea
It has a treasure of it’s own
That just calls out to me.
5 November 2013 @ 0950hrs.
Echoing seas rise,
I settle in for the eve
on a boat of memories.
I float parallel
to the perilous breaking
of tides, crashing near the shore.
Unaware of risk,
I dream under starlit sky,
reflections of yesteryear.
Joyful days of youth
sparkle on the ocean waves
embracing me with their glow.
Rocked by endless sea,
each wave is a mystery
bearing life and aged secrets.
and nature's rhythm of truth
into the depths of my soul.
Ev'ry starlit night,
you will find me here.
I am free, one with the sea.
By Rhonda Johnson-Saunders, July 29, 2012
for On the Ocean Waves Contest (Francine Roberts)
The avalanche comes plunging down
like ocean foam. How white the snow!
King Mount casts off his lofty crown;
the avalanche comes plunging down!
It wraps pines' green and chilled earth's brown
beneath its crushing roaring flow.
The avalanche comes plunging down.
Like ocean foam, how white the snow!
For Brian Strand's
TWO TO TWELVE any form/any theme max of 12 lines
the ocean speaks a
language we all understand. . .
serene to surly
For Heather Ober's Ocean-ku Contest
If the waves clutched for my feet once more
And invited me to drift
Would you pull me back from ocean's shore
Or let my spirit lift;
Would you wade into the waters deep
And hold my frozen life
Or discontent with ocean's tide
Let be with saddening strife.
If moonlight was our only cover
And her reflection beckoned me-
Would you swim a naked body
And sing our souls as "Free"
If ensconced in nature's grasping hands,
Whether waves or Freedom's play
Will you follow me, but nature's pet,
And embrace the dying day?