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Above the Ocean Path


  " .... can you hear the bells ? ... "
             ~~~   ~~~


I trudge along the ocean path
up the hill to the promenade.
Above the crashing waves I stand,
then memories, my thoughts, invade.

Behind me, white and old, as I,
the abandoned church beckons me.
It says " do you remember when?"
"Think back ... what do you see?"

I remember lilacs blooming
and music from inside,
when this was a church full of life,
when I became a bride.

But now the lilacs fade from sight,
a deserted shell is all I see.
There is no music playing.
Sadness settles over me.

The curtains blow through broken panes.
They billow in the breeze
as if they're trying to escape
out to the beckoning seas.

Once upon a time we were
Alive ! , this church and I.
But we are old and empty now
and ready now to die.


           ~~~   ~~~
"behind the church is a promenade
     they call the Widows Walk"




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    23/09/2011


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Ocean In The Deep Space Of My Heart

I’m diving deep down into the ocean world full of spectacular plasmatic bubbles enchanting creatures breathed them out orange, yellow, pink , purple and red wallowing through dazzling soft neon-colored starfishes in quest of its most marvelous graces weeds with various tones of green wagging gracefully along the way like curtains in musical enchantments and coral reefs in mountain ranges with their majestic beauty in carousels of fish and seahorses still diving deep down into the ocean world in quest of its marvelous graces in unfathomable depth of rainbow-colored whirlpools deep within I see from afar my precious pearls
8th Place Winner Contest: Space Odyssey Judged: 10/5/12 Sponsor: Poet Nathan -----D September 21,2012 by Leonora Galinta


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Layers Of The Ocean

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..................................A surfaced "Happily Ever After"...........................................

      
RESENTMENT.          .            .      DENIAL     .          .        .      REGRET       .         .

.......................................Forgave, but wont forget...............................................


PRETENDING .            .           .  LOST HOPE .        .        .        .   LIES .        .        .     

.......................................Crying as my heart prys.................................................


PAIN    .        .         .       .        .    HURT     .      .          .         BURNING        .            

.......................................A lifetime of yearning........................................................

SCREAMING  .        .          .       DECIEVING     .        .          .  BLEEDING        .          

.........................................Forever dissapearing ......................................................

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Ocean Eyes

Ocean Eyes...
You do not wish me harm
Yet you drown me
In your pools of crashing seas
Your waves breaking my arms

Your ships carry my thoughts
Your winds cool my days
Alas, my confessions kept at bay
Hiding under sand and rocks

Your heart has become my continent
I desire to explore your countries,
Ride your dreams,
Discover your forgotten memories;
Every string of music
that hangs from your trees...

Fate has painted my desires an illusion,
The heart's demise...
No matter how hard death tries,
I'll always remember you,
Ocean Eyes.


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Drop the ocean and lift the sky

Drop the ocean, lift the sky, Today seems like a goodbye, Memories of your voice forever linger. Drink the potion, get me high, Tears start to multiply , You wouldn't even try to lift a finger. Cast the demons, out of here, Lift me up, I have no fear, Show you what it means to say I love you. Wake me up, grab a beer, Fill my cup, and shed a tear , My love for you has always been this true. Drain the ocean , engulf the land, Time to focus , begin again, Learn to live without you by my side. Convey the notions, my own brand, Revolve my life, and take a stand, Without you , I know, I will be alright. Ring the bell, Sound the horn, Today i have been reborn, I can do this all on my own. Rise the fell, Mend the torn, Persevere through all the scorn, My , look at how much you have grown. Drop the ocean , lift the sky, Today seems like a goodbye, Memories of your voice forever linger.


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The Signal

The castle tower stands there tall and proud,
Awaiting for your safely coming home,
Just as I do, with tears that freely flow;
Salt water tears that pool are not my own,
The salty ocean droplets sting the eyes.
I am alone, in sorrows well nigh drowned,
And you alone, amongst the raging tides.
This white cloth waves to you amid the winds
That blow your ship to my own sandy shore--
My heart a wind-tossed stormy cloud no more.

Up here beside the stately castle wall,
Enfolded safely home within your arms,
The tears that from my eyes unbidden fall
Reflect your face alight with joys and charms:
There lie forgotten all my dread alarms.
I am with you, by jubilation drowned,
And you with me, the waves a distant sound.







Written by: Kelly Deschler & Isaiah Zerbst

For Shadow Hamilton's "Team Work" contest.
September 7, 2013 - September 14, 2013

Forms: Iambic Pentameter & Rhyme Royal 

Based on the painting of the same title by William Powell Frith, 1858


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Patiently Awaiting

Upon the seas there sails a mighty ship
Her hold is weighted down with precious gold
She sails across the wide and surging sea

Alas! so dark and stormy is the sea
The men in fear and quaking grip the ship
The waves have no regard for chests of gold

While sailors try to lift the load of gold
The hull is damaged further by the sea
And rocks of distant shores have crushed the ship

Now lies the ship and gold beneath the sea


 

_ Form is both tritina and iambic pentameter _


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If Old Men Fought

An old man looking out his door,
gaze fixed on a distant shore,
reminiscing to a time, not of happiness,
or, the prospect of a bright future,
to when he was sick to his very core,
to when as a youth, he went to war

A time before infallibility had meaning,
patriotism and bravado the craze,
the future was still unknown,
vigor for life at its all time high,
a time for romance, partying, buying,
no thought of pain, deformity, dying

Too young to understand or question,
ship to foreign shore, medals abound,
will impress the girls next time in town,
sacrifice not temporary,
forever more,
a legacy etched into a wall, few will remember,
flesh shredded, burned, torn,
families mourn

A time, when he willingly went to war,
will happen no more,
all lost in youth, now unrelenting,
no blind obedience,
minimal risk,
long life, his number one ambition

As he turns back from the door,
he thinks of the youth,
here now, soon no more,
lessons never learned,
the call to war,
to common the roar,
complacency the mood,
another generation removed

The old man agonizes
over what was originally not known,
war is preventable,
life too precious to waste,
the solution simple,
his vision, maybe too late

Send old men to the front to fight,
arthritis, heart disease, poor eyesight,
let the youth enjoy their life,
his near over, its only right

Send old men, to the front, to fight
ask them to give up their life,
patriotism and bravado, still alive,
will and desire would not last the night,
old men do not rush to death in their twilight,
failure inevitable, the old man smiles,
knows he's right

Wars not possible,
if old men, are sent to fight


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Her Heart Is The Sea

Her eyes never leave
the moonlit horizon.
She will wait
an eternity, if she must.
She paces
as the tides
crash forth, then recede
back to the ocean.

Only memories
return here.
The ship departing
from the docks,
the sun sparkling
on the water,
a pair of dolphins
jumping
through the surface.
They had seen it
while in each other's arms.
Yet, now they
are distant
memories.

The sky turned ominous,
dark waters
engulfed the ship.
Everything went dark,
they lost sight
of each other
beneath the churning waves.
Her lungs
filled with salt water
as she desperately
gasped for air,
for life.

She drowned
the same day he did.
Her soul
washed ashore
along with her
cold, lifeless body.

She remains
here,
haunting the coast.
Her feet leave
no imprints
in the sand.
She moves
with the wind,
drifts upon it, 
like sea-foam
atop the waves.
The dark water
flows
through her
transparent form.

Her spirit's heart glows,
shining outward
like a lighthouse beacon
showing him the way
back
to her arms.
She is waiting
for him
to rejoin her.
He will return
just as she has.








Written by: Kelly Deschler    October, 10th, 2013  


This was originally written for Poetess Darkly's contest - 
"Heart Of The Sea"


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Glisten in the Moonlight

Your glorious emerald eyes 
Glisten in the moonlight 
Glisten in the moonlight 
Delight dances in the water
I watch it joyfully
You are set free from the cage...
You're like a dove soaring in the sky
You are the rain...
drizzling down in ecstasy 
A hint of ecstasy is shown in your reflection...
When you caress me... I'm relieved... 
From the stress that forced me in chains
I knew we'd be on the brighter side of tomorrow 
We're glistening in the moonlight 
I knew we'd become candles in the heavens above us
We're glistening in the moonlight
For a moment, I felt your presence...your radiant with sympathy 
I saw at first glance the dark side of you
Tonight, we'll be together and fly through the horizon 
We'll watch the sunset say its last goodbye...
We'll wave a greeting at the moon! 
We glisten in the moonlight...
What if I was as handsome as the lion...
Roaring with pride and pure courage
What if we were glistening in the moonlight?
Would it bring health to our bones tonight?
Would it make our heart rejoice and overflow with delight?
Would we be able to survive this horrifying plight?
Would we be shimmering like a candlelight?
We're glistening in the moonlight... (6)
Ohh...yeah...ooh yeah...ooh yeahh...
We reach to the stars and hope we can trace a shooting star
I feel the coolness run down my fingers...
We're glistening in the moonlight
You're the dandelions in the fields
You're the gorgeous view that I marvel at everyday
When you kiss me, I live my dreams
We glisten in the moonlight
In a quick moment, I sense a feeling of endless renewal 
I roam inside of your illuminating maze 
Glow on... sunshine... 
Glow on...sunshine...
Glisten in the moonlight...
Listen to the truth and rub it in
You are ravishing like the sunset
But you're ascending while I'm descending
I feel extremely guilty
I wish I could glisten with you in the moonlight
You're glistening in the moonlight (6) 
Ohhh yeahh... oohhh yeahh... ohh yeahh
You're glistening in the moonlight (4)
We go our own way
I wish we can glisten like the moon
Glisten like the sun 
There's a dream concealed inside of me...
Reveal your light and pour it upon me
You glisten in the appealing moonlight
While I'm subsiding... you're fulfilling your dreams
Of gliding across the horizon 
You're independence... keeps on scorching with satisfaction
While I'm below you... 
Your emerald green eyes
Stared me down like a hawk...
Your emerald eyes
Gaze down at me genuinely...
I wish we could flee together in reality...
That could be a possibility
To glisten in the moonlight in glee
We were glistening in the moonlight (3)
But that was only a dream...
I'll pray that it turns into a reality
We were glistening in the moonlight 
Now, I've misplaced my delight...
Will I ever experience such a brilliant night?


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It's Not Over

Don’t say it’s all over (cause it’s not)
“Sorry” won’t cover it…so don’t go on your knees and pray for my forgiveness 
Oh baby…don’t listen to the commotion…I’m done taking cover (it’s all for naught)
I’m plummeting in slow motion…into the remorseful pit…I’m plummeting in my nightmare’s abyss

I want to carry you through the night… 
I’m swimming in the ocean of my tears… 
My sodden wings lost its ability of flight…
You've been swimming in your distress for years… 

Shut up! Don’t say it...
Don’t even think of it (don’t even ponder it)
Hey! Don’t say it’s all over…though we’re breaking bit by bit 
‘Cause there’s more treasure to discover 

I want to remind you to fight the good fight…
My misery pools are brewing inside of my head…
I’m backing away from the light & exploring the night… 
You’re giving in to sleep and I’m wide awake on my bed 

Shut up! Don’t say it...
Don’t even think of it (don’t even ponder it)
Hey! Don’t say it’s all over…though we’re breaking bit by bit 
‘Cause there’s more treasure to discover 

Please don’t tell me…oh, don’t tell me…darling!
You’re giving up today… (I beg you to stay, despite your inner pain) 
I’m scared I might erupt – it could be quite startling!
Someday, things will change for the better… (Don’t turn the wrong lane)
I’m waiting for that day to arrive – perhaps it will wash away our dismay…

I promise you a tranquil reality 
I want to stray with you tonight 
I still have hope that He’ll set us free
I was wondering if you could stay the night
Maybe the Lord could grant us 
Pure, incredible delight 

Shut up! Don’t say it...
Don’t even think of it (don’t even ponder it)
Hey! Don’t say it’s all over…though we've plunged into our own pit 
‘Cause there’s more treasure to gather…


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Goodbye

After waving his hand
to his beloved, a sailor gets into
the ship and prepares for
sailing across the deep, blue waters

Little does he know a flood
of tears are stinging the eyes
of his lover, wondering whether
he will still remain her husband,
or will become the ocean’s husband,
after drowning to her belly

Storms roaring with rage
every now and then,
she doesn’t see any wage
as a reason for her lover
to go and hunt a rogue whale
that capsizes ships

“Goodbye”, she faintly whispers,
as the ship sets for sail.....
with her other piece of joy


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Tear a Heart, Shred a Soul

She sat alone
Against jagged stones
Carving her misery into them
Watching the blood, red and worn
Retell her sorry tale

The ocean waves crashed at her feet
As if trying to warn her
As if trying to tell her something
"He isn't there anymore"

But she won't heed the angry voices
Nor will she try to move
Because the ocean reminds her too much of him
His blue eyes, and cold heart
And a midnight summer charm

She waits until it fades to black
and the ocean looks like a black abyss
Then she hopes it will swallow her
leading her to him

Maybe the ocean will take pity
And lead her straight to hell
And into her long lost love open arms
Where he's waiting for her

But the ocean refuses to open
And refuses to let her drown
They try to tell her that he isn't there anymore
She has no reason to cry

Tear a Heart, Shred a Soul
No difference will it make
Unless you head the silent whispers
That he is waiting on the sand
Beneath the moon
Watching and Waiting for her return

His tale too is a sad one
For she will never come back
Her ripped up mind
Her beaten body
Lay in the ocean, buried deep
Waiting for him

(i have the same poem up on a different site...username XxUnforgivenxX)


Details | I do not know? | |

beauty that kills

i see an ocean wave crashing with no mercy
destroying everything in its path
i see an ocean wave killing other people
swallowing their houses and their life
all of what they worked for 
is now gone,
nobody can save what under the water now
this one wave took everything
killed all of their dreams and hopes
but still it did it so gracefully
that it made me hope
it made me think of flowers
in an open field
flowers so colorful
that even when their asleep
they take your breath away
from the beauty they unleash
a beauty so disastrous
that it kills everything in their path?!!
wow, this beauty's like a curse on earth
it serves as well
but at the same time it kills are hearts
the hearts of people filled with dreams
well, none of that matters now
because their dead and so is their dream
some may have thought of college
after a four year high school degree
they all had hopes just like you and i
well now they dont even have a home 
to look out of the window on a long dreadful night
but those who made it out alive 
they can still dream 
in fact they can make it happen
build a knew hope far away from the water far away from the light
they may even escape the cold dreadful nights
but its useless because even in the desert will they live
a hurricane will start the grief again
so you keep building, keep achieving
going nowhere with your life 
just remember you can never run enough
to hide from the wrath of God



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Naturacide

The crying ocean weeps fresh tears
The vacant beach so moist is gone
The sea swells like a throbbing cry
Caught in the throat of loneliness
 
Nature, tormented by time
Erodes herself and ebbs and flows
With the emotional tides of the moon
As the dawn breaks, fragments, scatters and is gone
The lone nascent emotion sparked within the soul
Embraces the new, the unpredictable
With all sense of time and order lost to the waves
Man falls into new nothingness
And finds sanity among the seasoned sighs of the tide
The warning whispers of the sea
 
The crying ocean weeps fresh tears
The nascent horizon is swallowed
The sea swells in a throbbing cry
Caught in the throat of despair

It is beautiful


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Homesick

There's this girl that I know who misses her home
The place filled with laughter, her joy, and her hope.
This girl, she is sad, and I've seen her heart break.
She just doesn't belong here, and she doesn't want to stay.

When she's at the beach she just sits and she stares
Across the water to who knows where.
The ocean is the one place she has found on this Earth
That fills her with any kind of peace and hope.
Though still she is sad, she's not where she belongs,
But at least at the ocean the fierce homesickness calms.

She'll walk down the beach and look out at the water,
Totally uncaring of those who might watch her.
She knows she's not normal, that she isn't like them.
But she knows that they cold never understand.

This girl that I speak of, how I know her well. Yet at the same time I hardly know her at all.
It seems to me as I walk down that beach that
I'm never gonna know of who I truly speak.
Because as long as I'm here, so far from my home, my heart, my pain there, my hope,
I am only half here. 
I am only half home.
And all that I want....I just want to go home.


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The Devil's Thief

THE DEVIL'S THIEF
Arranged in paradise, by suffering's fate,
to have no end, to be alone and wait,
it was her love, acceptance came so fast
she had no time to think it might not last,
as he, the sailor left, she loved too late;

He'd waited on the dock so long he grew
to be inspired by something she won't do,
'twas just a recognizing love is there
the reaching out for what is everywhere,
but love for her was something all so new;

the sail was set and ties that bound the ship
were heaved away, and thus began the trip,
upon the ocean, far into the sun,
to where the keel was loose and let to run
and sailed right on to where the moon would dip.

She on the shore, he on the watch at three,
both dreaming dreams not ever let to be
but absence makes the heart more fonder yet,
and out of sight means not they will forget;
the ship sailed on, uncharted was the sea;

the gale that came and sank him to the reef,
took from the shore the lady in her grief,
and they were thus to marry, in the sea,
united 'neath the waves, eternally,
depriving love from time, the devil's thief.
© RON WILSON aka vee bdosa the doylestown poet


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Ocean of Emotion

There’s an ocean of emotion, floating though my mind, and I’m drawing on the last things said. The more I think about it, the more I want to cry, and the past four days I’ve remained in my bed. My brain is ignoring my conscious state. Life around me seems of Twisted fate. The hour is that of getting late, which Seems as though it’s working against me. It’s been days since I last ate. My stomach contorted and aches. I keep popping these aspirin like there candy, my hair so dirty it’s sandy. Next I’ll be asking if you got a liver handy. I’m in need of my best mate If nothing else to clear my mind scape That’s seems great, but I haven’t talked to him as of late, and I’m not sure that it’s healthy, using him as an emotional escape My reality, a myopic view Thoughts so deep, this is where my image machine stews Pointing out all the things I’ve done wrong O dear god How long must I go on


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Message Received

Verses you wrote, words never spoken,
doomed to the Atlantic Ocean’s floor;
veiled messages in bottles, broken,
never meant to reach my shore.

Years have passed, a youth held ransom,
assuring that we shall never meet;
captured by a warrior, handsome,
your prize of solitude, my defeat.

Love is the word you would write
upon the paper lining of your soul;
that you would offer me in spite,
access, under inviolable control.

Quietly crumbling when touched by hand,
rhythms contained within their beating;
endlessly shifting, words are the sand,
through fingers, slipping, lost now, the meaning.

I deny my sun to greet your moon; 
add hours of six for my teary vision
that sets upon your nights of gloom,
contemplating of me, your derision.

Each word is a note, each line a song,
I send, though my heart tells me better;
on the ocean’s mist, now carried along,
sealed not with cork, but love, this letter.




[Published in Before the Frost (2013) by Polar Expressions Publishing]


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Chaos

tainted smile
mishaping your identity
as you carry on
day by day
with a masking smile-
unprententious
real 
without a reason to feel down.
All confidence stripped,
while the waves crash at shore
and the untrimmed grass still growing-
to remind you that life goes on.
Time is still-
frozen
you endure everyday with a level head
afraid not what of was
but afraid what will become-
become of you
become of all else
it's THAT fear that grasps your arm.
Clenching so tight that the nails puncture through your skin
a painful setback
only one you feel yourself.
Seagulls drop clams,
they fall helplessly onto the rocks
and their beaks scoop them up
after they're broken, empty 
fallen apart-
a mirror image of your own life
your own dignity
your own strength
it's only too late before you capture reality-
a grip too tight on a slippery surface
you wait
anticipating serenity
that place where the teal ocean ripples onto the shore
instead of the crashing white caps that drown the neighbours child-
where sharks are tame 
and time is suspended
an oasis
far away
to a place you long for
to hide away-
where all questions are answered
and fears are conquered
a heaven on earth

or so to say


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Eleanor

The ocean waves are calm tonight
they gently brush the shore
The breeze now constant in my face
I’m here sweet Elenor 

My troubled mind it finds a friend
in rhythmic ocean sounds
The moon is watching over me
as darkness now surrounds

The walk along the beach at night
is healing for my soul
It helps me set priorities
some things I can’t control

Each night I come to share with you
the details of my life
I wish that I could hold you love
I miss you my sweet wife


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The Weeping

And so begins the weeping,
The weeping that comes in waves;
Waves that crash in evening tide
To begin the sorrows fade.
And yet in sorrow I sit,
Melancholy under night;
Night whose air reminds me still
That remembrance is the light.
And who shall be the teller,
The meter for this old song?
Sung in whispers meant for none,
Save for those who may belong.
On air and breeze cries carry,
Yet alone they reach the sea.
And I endure their telling 
As the waves crash over me.

C.L.Baker©2013


Details | I do not know? | |

Within Me


Within Me

Flowing through the rivulets of my everyday thoughts,
memories of you surface, gasping for air, breathing in,
permeating, absorbed by the pores of my ageing skin.

Famished, greedily gulping mouthfuls of fractured life,
awash in distant yesteryear, when your feathery kisses,
banished the vacuum, dispelling my anguish and strife.

You are eternally carved, and embroidered into my soul,
I wash ashore, smashing against the boulders of the now,
seeking solace, begging for absolution with my empty bowl.

The book of fate is sealed shut, the tea-leaves have been read,
nothing remains within me, the burden of smiling has been shed.

Now I am stranded, between dreams and the empty years ahead,
searching for forgiveness, in the miles I have yet to wearily tread.



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A Traveler's Story- Part 1

My first love will always be the sea,
he said, as he continued and sighed.

Even though I know on shore a raven
haired beauty with a loving, warm heart
waits for me on land of endless tides.

She offers me the comforts I need and 
her smell of lilacs, my heart to her it leads.
Her small hands each time waves good-bye
and without her knowing it, my heart deep
inside cries.

Happy to sea I may be, but I know someday
she'll grow tired of waiting for me. A Traveler
I may always be for my soul will forever belong
to the sea.

There is only one thing she asked of me and it
was to promise to share my heart with her through
out eternity; This for her I can do, but to my first
love, she knows I will always be true.


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The Devil is Man

Eyes beyond mortal scale,
Armoured ships upon the ocean sail;
Voices charging the air's bluff
As souls rises and fall to the rifle's cough

So still was the air waves
Survival was it the soul craves
Blends of atrocities and human foolery,
Calls out to thousand graves.

Man scavenging
Like vultures upon its prey
The zeal to kill
Makes his stomache fill.
Heaven's call; the helpless heard
Ruthless murder the soul do fear.

The sounds of war in the air
Soldiers trampling and unleashing fear.
Nuclear weapons no one dare
Virus unleashed;we pretend to care.

The war brings famine
And hopes unseen.
Death like bird spreads its wing
And to the divine the soul do cling.

Man's inhumanity to man,
A curse or the will to act?
Was it not he who sends mushroom of clouds on Hiroshima?
The epidemics that swallowed all or parts of our lives;
Diseases and starvation are not far from his knowing.

The injustice that ravaged the land
Like a sea flood upon the sand
Washing-off all footprints
That we left in the hands of time.
Good is bad;immorality have became moral.

We feed upon oats of lie
And watch silently as people die,
Casting our destiny into the ocean called strife.
Deep down the trench of good and bad-
The scale of evil outweighs
Then I come to term-
That the devil is man.


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Acid Dawn


Let us rest our heads upon the pillow of denial, turn twilight in the last clear reflection of the silent moon. Where vile droppings fell the freshness of the morning sea, turn to graveyards, lest we be; 
...swimming in an acid dawn.

The corpse of shellings, scales a strewn, where once transparent was so blue,
this morning features scarlet hue, as skin is shredded in the burning morn. 
Where vile droppings fell the freshness of the morning sea, turn to graveyards, 
lest we be;
...swimming in an acid dawn.

...And come mid sun up, we shall bathe; 
within sulfuric, petrol waves and drink our lemon juice until we choke. 
Till our teeth rot and our tears evoke, the pandora’s box which we awoke. 

An orange bright, our arid plight, and we the specks of dust behind;
lurching a dehydrated, evaporated existence. Famine on our minds.
Walking footsteps which no longer walk, dreaming of the past to escape the future as the present seeps our blood and marrow, the desert sun, a piercing arrow, stabbing at our hearts.

We hobble, oh we hobble and we hobble through the wasted years, through bones and makeshift graves, we’ll hobble into the final age;
where vile droppings fell the freshness of the morning sea, turn to graveyards,
lest we be;
...swimming in an acid dawn.

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It is estimated that within the next decade or two that the ocean will become so acidic as to dissolve the shells of mollusks and shellfish.  This in addition to the already dwindling supply of precious fresh water which we must share with our animal friends.  A supply by the way that we contaminate regularly, a supply that simply cannot be renewed. 

Desalination was looked upon as the next great solution to water shortage despite it's expense. However considering how the oceans are becoming increasingly polluted due to oil spill after oil spill and Fukushima's constant radioactive leaks, in addition to the acidification of the ocean itself, it appears that we will have no viable water to look forward to in the future. 

This is life.  Forget profit, it doesn't exist.  Nature has no concept of wealth, only of survival. If we all die, everything that we've accomplished will be forgotten, nature has no use for it. Currency will return to being simply paper and stone, and nothing else.

We need to stop thinking about ourselves and think of our children and all the other species that live upon the earth.


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Port of Call

Port of Call


Barefoot on a talcum beach,

alone, not lonely,

with the breath of the ocean a caressing balm,
soothing pained memories away,
to the swaying of a solitary palm.


Barefoot on a talcum beach,

alone, not lonely,

feeling the brushing away of all past turmoil,
on a quest for solace, ever so hard to find,
yet comforted by the crashing of the waves,
as the tide cleanses all pain,
and leaves despair far, far behind.


Barefoot on a talcum beach,

alone, not lonely,

drenched in a sea-breeze of mist,
that hushes the ache of bygone moons,
tasting the salty tang on my lips,
as the burnished sun,
over the distant horizon,
swoons,

and dips.


Barefoot on a talcum beach,

alone, not lonely,

searching, ever searching,
for a slice of solitude,
as memory bids a final adieu,
reaching under the sea so vast,
and seeking comfort in the depths,
while embracing,
the tomorrows to come,
wishing that they be true.


Barefoot on a talcum beach,

alone, not lonely,

seeing my truths drown,
as they slip beneath the turquoise waters,

feeling my heart ablaze,
with a passion that rarely falters.


Barefoot on a talcum beach,

alone, not lonely,

yet knowing that I am home at long last,
wishing the waves would wash away,
the defences that once stood,
like an impregnable wall.


Barefoot on a talcum beach,

alone, not lonely,

I have found, at long last,

my final port of call.


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Ghosts Of The Titanic

The last few agonizing moments aboard the ill-fated Titanic,
Were no doubt filled with horror and unabated panic.
She slipped 'neath the waves to settle on the floor of the sea,
To create a watery grave for 1500 souls who rest for all eternity.

I dreamed that I descended to her resting place 13000 feet below,
Where eternal darkness reigns and deadly currents ebb and flow.
As I neared her eerie hulk I felt that I trod on hallowed ground,
Taking care not to step on the many personal items lying around.

There were many poignant reminders of life on that cluttered floor;
Ladies shoes, leather caps, crystal wear, china and so much more.
I saw the two massive outboard propellers in the distant gloom,
And the towering mast lay upon the deck where it met its doom.

I entered her interior and viewed the once magnificent dining room.
Remains of fine china and silverware were scattered in the eerie tomb,
Reminders of exquisite dining by the beau monde on her maiden cruise,
And nearby the beautiful reception room where the elite met to schmooze.

I awoke from my dream with a start and later upon reflection,
Mused upon the 'unsinkable Titanic' and man's strive for perfection,
And concluded when man in his foolish pride doth egotistically exclaim
That his schemes and follies are indestructible, he is doomed to shame!

Entry for Rob Carmack's "Dreams Contest"



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I WAS BORN IN THE OCEAN WILD AND FREE!!!!

Written by Ann Wilson on

October 31 st  2006

I WAS BORN IN THE OCEAN WILD AND FREE LEAVE ME ALONE AND` LET ME 
BE ME.THE OCEAN IS WHERE MAMALS WERE  MEANT TO STAY AND MEANT 
TO BE. THE OCEAN IS WHERE I WAS MEANT TO BE. FREE TO BE ME.AS THE 
WATERS I SWIM EACH AND EVERY DAY.I WAS NOT MEANT TO BE PUT ON 
DISPLAY TOO LOOK AT AND DO TRICKS FOR THE CROWD THE OCEAN IS 
WHERE I WANT TO PLAY.YOU ARE ALL FOOLS TO THINK THIS IS TRUE WHY 
MUST YOU BE VERY  CRUEL.THE OCEAN IS WHERE I AM THE HAPPIEST YOU 
SEE. YOU MAY NOT SEE IT MY WAY AND YOU MIGHT DISAGREE.THE OCEAN 
WITH THE SALT WATERS IS MEANT FOR ALL OF THE DOLPHINS AND ME IT 
NEEEDS `TO BE MY WAY AND THATS OK.I DON'T WANT TO DO TRICKS YOU 
NEED TO SEE IT MY WAY. SAVE ME TODAY LET ME BE BACK IN THE OCEAN. 
THE FACTS ARE CLEAR I CAN LIVE A  LONGER LIVE HERE.CAN YOU HAVE A 
HEART SO  LISTEN TO ME YOU KNOW WHERE I WAS MEAN TO BE. OR IS 
YOUR HEART SO COLD AND MEAN. I AM DEEPLY SAD PLEASE GIVE ME A 
CHANCE. I KNOW I AM NOT WRONG I KNOW WHERE I BELONG. WITH THE 
WAVES I GO SPLASHING JUMPING UP AND DIVING SO HIGH. LADIES AND 
GENTLEMEN BOYS AND GIRLS I WANT TO BE HAPPY AGAIN. LET ME GO 
HOME IS WHERE I BELONG IN THE CLEAR WATERS YOU KNOW THATS 
TRUE. I AM GLAD YOU HAVE LISTEN TO WHAT I HAD TO SAY.NO I AM HAPPY 
NOT SAD AND BLUE I AM .HAPPY NOW TODAY .GOODBYE TO ALL. I THANK 
YOU SO FOR LETTING ME BE FREE BEING BORN IN THE OCEAN AND 
REMAINING THERE MEANS ALOT TO ME. SPLISH SPLASH I AM MAKING MY 
DASH NOW I AM AS HAPPY AS CAN BE. THANK YOU ALL FOR LISTENING TO 
THIS MAMMAL THAT I AM. DEEP DOWN WE ALL KNOW ITS TRUE I WAS BORN 
IN THE OCEAN WILD AND FREE




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SARA'S SONG

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Like a skein of softly woven silk
She moves silently across ocean waves 
Exquisite in her ethereal beuty 
Dancing effortlessly across moonlit bay

Her soul knows no boundaries 
As it moves silently in the night 
Her beauty in midnight glowing 
Like a bird soaring in graceful flight 

Gliding in misty moonlight
In a gleaming white moon blaze
Her face glowing among the stars 
She glides elegantly amongst the waves 

Her heart cries to the seamen 
Bereft, longing to be found 
In the misty ebullient sea 
In which her poor body drowned 

The whales sing her lonely song
Their cries ring strangely thru' the night 
Their voices sing without words 
Grieving of Sara's rueful plight 

Sara's voice cries out in vain
Hertears salty- with ocean air 
Crying out in quiet depths 
Endlessly in her despair 

Glimmering and vast is the sea 
The tide rages full- the moon shines bright 
As this sad maiden cries out in despair
In the darkness of the lonely night... 
Her sorrowful notes of sadness -
Linger eternal ...in the ocean air
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c/r & written by anne p murray...2012