So enchanted was Sun by Queen Sea
as he sat near some clouds high above
he began sliding down stealthily
till he touched the dark face of his love.
Then Sir Sky, so aroused by Sea’s hue,
began melting along with Sun’s rays,
and by now, Sun was dipping into
the blue depths of Queen Sea. In a daze,
Sky gazed down, and with ruddishness blushed!
Then a third lover looked on the face
of Queen Sea. Feeling thrilled, Night then brushed
rosy heavens with deep purple lace.
Night embraced lovely Sea! Sun was gone.
And again, Sky with envy looked on.
Sonnet done in nine-syllable lines for
the Anapest Trimeter Contest of Pendleton Arkwright
Copyright © Andrea Dietrich
Grieving over postscripts
of a faded summer memory,
an outstretched autumn's arm
reaches through the trees---
Her leaf-fluttered hand expands,
brushing passed dark branch silhouettes...
and tosses new nightlights
into the October harvest sky.
Copyright © Carrie Richards
Polarized in aqua
to take the shine off my skin
while my currents swell delirious
I wonder where you've been
Break my confidence today
with one foot down to hold me back
You pin me as I wash away
and leave me with my breath intact
Ocean this and ocean that
while all the ones who want me still...
It's only you I'm longing for
to break my tide and take my will
Slip your cares into my ears
and swim beneath to hear me speak
for I will leave your soul refreshed
if happiness is what you seek...
Copyright © Tatyana Carney
I'll love you like the ocean
I'll love you like the sea
I'll caress you like the salty breeze
Does caress those white-capped crests
I'll embrace you as the breaking waves
Embrace the shore with zest
I'll kiss you like the rising sun
Does kiss the sea at dawn
I'll call you like the sea bird sang
With passion, again and again
I'll raise you like the morning mist
That joins the sea to sky
I'll move you like the pale, round moon
Does move the pounding tide
I'll push you like the summer storm
That brings the sea to life
And even as in you I drown
Never did breathless trepidation feel so right
I'll love you like the ocean
I'll love you like the sea
Copyright © Cameron Hartley
Underneath me the water Churns in anticipation I wait for the wave
That will push me forward.
The spray of the water
Keeps me moist
I surge forward
Balanced on the wall of water
Exhilaration floods through me
I am racing towards the sandy beach
Then your feet stumble
I feel your weight disappear
I am thrown into the ocean
Tossed about mercilessly
Keeping a grip on your leg
I bob to the surface
Discouraged, you paddle
Heading for the shore
You lift me up
And carry me away
Now I am waiting
In the dark, in the dust
When you try again
Try to tame the waves
I will be ready
I am always ready
I long for the thrill
Of riding the foam
Hurry up, I plead
Hurry up and try again
Copyright © Mary White
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
Copyright © Deb Wilson
The heart of the sea is a mother's heart
She is the great ancestral mother of all life on the planet
Deep within the mysterious waters of her womb
she conceived and gave birth to the first life form
which evolved into more complex organisms
that live on the land and in the air
She is an essential part of the planet's ecosystem
feeding the clouds which bring rain and snow
that sustain life on the earth
Through tiny ocean plants and photosynthesis
she removes carbon dioxide from the air
and converts it to more than one half of the oxygen
in the earth's atmosphere
She is the great food provider to the planet
having her own internal food chain
with tiny phytoplankton at the lower end
and enormous sharks and whales at the upper end
She feeds creatures from the land and air
that venture to fish in her waters
She is a thing of beauty even in her enraged fury
with massive waves towering over a hundred feet
and the seething white foam of her waters
This has been her action
even before the advent of man on the planet
Man must respect her behaviour
or suffer death and destruction if he does not
She is a thing of beauty in her calm stillness under the setting sun
which lights up the evening sky in its glorious splendour
and paints a glistening beam of light on the water's surface
in line with the sun and surrounds it
with brilliant colours of the rainbow
Copyright © john beharry
Emerald frocked trees
May's fashion runway..
Copyright © valerie bellefleur
Oh, ever flowing pen
I've grown cognizant
You, my only comforting friend,
Taking me adrift
Waves of the forbidden sea
Venturing into territory unmarked,
That offers a soothing melody
Caressing, permeates tranquility
As you rock my restless mind
Into a delusional bliss
Unspoken words that dance
With excitement upon my paper
Copyright © Alecia Henderson
Ask fate does the moon shift
As the oceans drift apart
With no moon in this sea of dark
Visions slowly sank
My dead eyes staring blank
While i stay idle
Forming an illusion of an isle
Struggling to find consciousness growing weary
Long thoughts in my head I hold dearly
Chained as I am to body, soul and mind
Barely scraching the surface with nothing to find
There is not a line pourtraying a goal
As I live peacefully with my soul
My last drop of satisfied life that once ran rampant
Drips to the sea of lost souls to be tampered
Twisted and sore my vessel that I lore
My soul began to soar higher then ever before
Copyright © Jay LeBlanc
GREETINGS TO THE LODESTAR
Vain of metal ore that smiled
It is by you am steered
Guiding my principle in direction
You shine like magnetized
I lithe toward you as
We lissome to our destination
With your eye in dimension
I shall not be sorry when it’s over
Cos it ways is determination
Thou Icy wing “lay us pass”
To see they treasure
Remove thy odds from our
My sinus seep to sea, cos of
Sinking to shore
Sire your strength steered
My fate to shore
Wh’n I hold your face, I am
Cos, hope, fate, destiny is
My accelerando is powered
Thou the tides are high
The treasure must be found
When you bid me, I will
Cos life journey is unstandadize
REASON OF WRITING
This poem is written in the night in
my little room when watching The
stars, Lodestar is a bigger, it shines
very well and in those. Days when
voyage in the see was not of to day
every body looked of for lodestar
that gives direction to sailors. It is a
poem about our cause of journey in
life some of the time when we
succeed we give our thanks to our
guidance angel or lucky star it is this
star, angel an greeting begging to
guide our life affair in this world.
Life problem are so many that we
some time need this angel and lucky
star. So it is easier when traveling
with a guide, this makes it (life) not
1. They is a force that direct our
affairs in this world existence.
2. We should always pray for our
affairs to before in good hands to
enables us achieve our aim.
3. This world is difficult to go
through, it like our sailing in the sea
4. The sea of life needs a eye that
will guide us in this affairs.
5. We should always thank, greet
our lucky star or angel.
PLACE OF WRITING
Ameka, Ezza South L.G.A Ebonyi
State Nigeria where am doing my
Copyright © Benedict Riman Eze
Porcelain shells sit obediently on gift shop shelves
while curious children press them tight against pink ears
and listen for the waves of far away seas..
Deep inside there cries the voice of mother earth
in a pulsating womb that of oceans far away,
begging to be returned to the bosom of Neptune's kingdom..
Copyright © valerie bellefleur
Yet always holding hands,
The mass of water swells with considerable size.
Turning, tumbling, seizing and swallowing,
All that it seas.
Copyright © Jarryon Paul
permutation patterns her plight
water and flight
wings soaring powerfully
wind ravages plummeting
spiralling slowly lingering
breeze floats cradle embracing
rippling chasing competitions
downward streams drive forward
unrestrained in naked swim
cooling tranquil Aquarian
Water and flight
*(“Aquila” is the Latin and Romance language word for “Eagle” representing the bird carrying “Jupiter’s” thunderbolts in Greco-Roman Mythology—the constellation of Aquarius—)
© Kim van Breda—7 November 2014
Copyright © Kim van Breda
Dear lady of winter
why must you be so harsh
shed your ermine wraps
and put away your hooded
cloak of white - beautiful as
it may seem when gleaming
in the cold sun like a thousand
diamonds and glossy pearls
the land does slumber too long
the trees sleep too deeply
under your strict command
of days that are too dark
and moons peer out from
behind cell bars and prison
sentences of winter discontent
release the prisoners of Spring
held captive by a cruel winter
in dampness and bone chilling
days and nights - let down your
dark walls and break the fetters
of those who cry out to be free
and taste the delights of the
newborn world once again..
and do away with this abomination
known as winter..
Copyright © valerie bellefleur
Sweet flower tree whispers hello
Walking past she interrupted...
Glorifying wings of spring on her branches
Marveling her purple paper star shower
Inhaling her peaceful unlocked power
My spirit has lifted....
"Hello, I whisper back,
"Thanks for interrupting!"
^(How a tree made me feel today)
Copyright © Jane Bowen
Like the sea and the beach was my love story,
Side by side, we walked to glory
The sands of her love were the reason for my existence
Seasons changed, the horizon watched from a distance,
Pulling her towards him, rising tides,
Irony it was, the beach cries
Into the sea, she couldn't notice,
A tear in the sea, one cannot protest,
Water water everywhere, not a tear that she could see,
Water water everywhere, the sky now cried into the sea,
She couldn't help but see the rains,
The rainbow, overpowering the beach's pain,
She rose higher, the horizon smiled,
Stars he had for her inclined,
The beach had nothing but shells to gift,
The sea, smiles at the sky and drifts,
Horizon meets the sky, the rains have spoken,
While the sea shells lie broken,
They kiss and love for her is awoken,
A rainbow marks their love's token
The beach turns cold as the sky starts to snow
He loved her enough to let her go
Copyright © Samay Raina
if the wolf teeth demonstrated
than peeling the road as lackeys, silver output
the bad luck the night crying for the dancers
keep me under the spell of the decorated path on my mood in the trees high
off the surging transmission
jungle gaping in wish the big bang as a reinvented VIRIS in your head
you have now seem to realize who's talking about his pride as evil and cold science
will by singing phrases of lights
from the sea up to end
the wheat from the wild as a child diluted in the heath
of the lamb faces strings on the peat
Copyright © veerle heyninck florimond margriet
No matter how hard I try, everything runs into me.
As light as a floating cloud or as deep as the raging sea,
I love a good laugh from a comedy movie.
When everything runs into the sea, I will be
at the bottom, where the coral reef meets the plant eater, I am
flesh driven by emotions. The whirlpool will swallow me up
to the core of my well being. I try really hard to be fascinated
by my object that I instantly wished for, would do me good to steel and eat it.
From the heavens above, to the washed away fragments of the uneaten
particules that drift ashore, I face nothing but fear and anxiety, in my own life .
Copyright © Angela Yousef
Narwhal And A Narwhal
Saw the caption of a narwhal and reflected over it
A room for warrior community of north India in poesy?
Was intrigued by the chosen name yet slept over it
It remained there like my mocking mirror
Tweaking me to gear up to put on my armour
Held my quilled sword charted out my action plan
Learnt what a narwhal is, its modus operandi of survival
Its images made me burst into a gregarious laughter
Its poems created a ripple of sorts to tickle my bones
Narwhal and a narwhal for sure are clones!
One in the Arctic and the other in Asia
One underwater and the other on earth
One looks like a whale the other a whale of a heart
The arctic has a toothy tusk grown out of head
The asian has a tusky sword round his waist
The tusk dives deep into frozen water
The sword dives deep into the betrayer
Both the clan protectors live in pods
Attuned to honest truths and energised in empathy
A smooth exterior unless the hierarchical swords are clanging
A unicorn and a grower of corn gormandize on fishy delights
The mythical spirit and the earthly spirit
Embody healing power and if unloved
These loveless souls die in captivity
October 8, 2015
Contest: Impress Me With A Narwhal Poem
Sponsor: Skat A
Copyright © Balveen Cheema
I Carry With Me Color
If you stare at me long enough your eyes will burn hot ember
Until they burn into flaky cinders.
Cinders blown with the wind to the bag
Slung across my shoulder.
A bag the color of an artist’s palette
Filled with salmon pinks and indigo violets.
I carry with me colors for many different occasions,
And sometimes secrets.
My marigold yellows are for sunshiny days
And kids contagious laughter.
I carry with me streaks of burning cinnamon red
For lovers to embrace and ponder.
Sometimes deep within my rainbow bag splashes wet sea foam green
And blue for those in need of salty tears and a good cry.
You might ponder why I carry this palette of colors weighing me down
Day after day.
That is simple, Color defines us.
We carry colors with us every day,
Sometimes they weigh us down in murky umber black puddles,
Sometimes they lift us up to the lavender sky.
You ask me what I carry with me?
I carry with me all of your wasted color in my rainbow bag.
One day, these broken cinders will be ready
When you come back for them,
And that is when you will see your own colors
Floating around you.
Copyright © Willow Smith
I stare out into this huge blue Sea,
And the waves, well, they just carry me.
My mind drifts so far away,
Because the Ocean is where I lay!
I’m off to never-never land once again,
So take my hand and let this journey begin!
I listen carefully to the Oceans roar,
The waves, well they just help me soar.
My mind relaxes with my day,
Because the Ocean is where I always lay!
I’m off to never-never land on a hunch for so much more,
So take my hand and let’s find new places we can both explore!
I can see blue water with big fluffy white rolls,
Waves, well they just capture my entire soul.
My mind just helpless with my day,
Well, it is the Ocean where I lay!
Off in never-never land I can always see,
A gigantic Ocean covering over me!
Far away in never-never land near the Ocean is where I always lay.
Lifeless in the sand is where I’ll always be.
So take my hand and be lifeless with me in the sand.
Together, just you and me on our journey to never-never land,
Just lifeless in the sand, together you and I and always we’ll be hand in hand!
© Copyright: 1997 Ann Rich
Copyright © Ann Rich
Oh this Sea from left to right,
How my mind gathers your visions to my sight.
You clouds stray from over here to over there,
And my lungs fill deep as they gather you into my air.
I am the neutral zone with all of my love that I share
The “Palms by the Sea” give my visions their true light!
In each I can see myself inside of a seemingly height.
The Palms by the Sea are my only solemn oath I fight!
Up inside of the tallest tree I shall surely come,
Your Earth, your Moon and your Sun I shall make them all come undone!
I am you as you breathe my life and it is your love that I shall proclaim in the moment I seize!
Up inside of you I am proclaiming my every single genuine need.
The “Palms by the Sea” guard the shores for my more, my all, or even none!
®Registered: Ann Rich 1997
Copyright © Ann Rich
The pale face of nature
Of flowers and treetops
So battered and weary
Come out of the shadows
Tattered and bobbing
At long last are smiling
The welcomed arrival
Of sunkissed horizons
Has blissfully welcomed
The gold in the morning
All smitten with cheer
Trees lean to the side
Drunk on the sun
Lifting their branches
Keeping it near
I long for it too
As I move out my chair
From under the shade
To drink in the sun
After dark winter days
To welcome it here
Copyright © Carrie Richards
The tide calls
The tide falls
The tide threatens
To swallow us all
The moon swells
A tolling bell
The midnight yell
The waves swirl
Spray, they hurl
Upon the rocks
Upon the girl
She sits there, night
After night, after fright
What happen might
She twirls her hair
So golden, fair
Around a finger
Like the ring she'll wear
She doesn't love
Marriage on a whim
Her worst mistake
From her life she can't trim
The cold waters invite
Its black eddy delights
As she falls beneath its crest
And sinks with all her might
Think things all the way through
Copyright © Kathryn Flanagan
Over her restless form he plunges
as beneath him she wildly bucks,
shameless, overwhelmed by lust.
His tense, rigid body rises and falls
against her screams and moans,
riding her as she freely abandons.
How the hungry lovers fit together
in that reckless, smoldering dance
that only they could truly master.
Yielding to a mad giving and taking,
heedless of eyes possibly watching,
mates the untamed, scandalous pair.
Indeed a lone voyeur closely watches
while the bold act goes on between
the sailboat and the turbulent sea.
Copyright © Wilfredo Derequito
Silver hair illuminating
Upon the star-filled night
I whisper your name
On cold night
Coffee brings warm to me.
Copyright © Ernesto P. Santiago