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Fog

She dances with volta do mar;
about her hips she swings and sways;
on currents of the seas for days,
she beckons sailors from afar.

Her mermaid song, it spins whirlwinds
about the deepest ocean’s gyre;
keep lit, the lanterns of desire;
of whispered lovers and trade winds.

On deck, attempts to navigate,
astern, the deadly shore and reef;
while men she would lure to their grief,
her spectral hand, did gravitate.

Her phantom tendrils now retreat;
revealed too late, their graves to meet.


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Speckled Sea Air Stings Soft Skin

Sea horizon in the distance ...a clean line.... a quiet shore
Every day the ocean washes up something new on its sandy floor...
Today,  the sea formed  haystacks of seaweed piled quiet high
Yesterday   sea sponges and fan-shells lapped the crunchy sands
Gentle humming of  soft ocean sounds humms  by to and fro
Seagulls squawking , flying in unison form a V- like kite formation
Their pale eyes widen  as red feet and beaks hover and flutter
Two yellow labradors swimming and weaving from shore to  ocean
Bounding gracefully into the water , chasing and  jumping in unison
Tirelessly,effortlessly running along their beloved ocean shore.
Young dogs greet each other in an excitedly ,friendly fashion.
Horses hoof prints embedded gracefully in the shoreline sand....
Broken glass edges  made smooth with the sands abrasion
Oh wonderful mobile reflecting the sunlights warm sensations!




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No Escape

It feels like the edge of the world 
Where the sunset claims the western sky 
And strokes the ocean’s surface, impearled 
A brushwork of peace painted for my sleepy eyes 

I wish I could linger here for a lifetime
In this heaven, this place of my dreams
Let me bask forever in the golden sunshine
Far away from my life’s realities 

The waves carry me softly away
Further from myself than I’ve ever been
Yet with darkness at the end of the day 
My thoughts are carried back to him

For no matter what I try to leave behind 
He forever lives in the shadows of my mind 


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My Perfect Pearl

The life of this pearl, how it grew from the sand
Is a wonderful story to tell
For it bothered the flesh in an oyster's grey shell
And the oyster then coated the sand
It was milky and white, added band after band
'Till it formed a white shell
So a creature can't tell
That it grew from a grain of the sand

This gemstone of mine
From the depths of the sea
Has a glittering shine
That is easy to see
So it's hard to imagine, this treasure so fine
All began as a grain in the sea



Written 3/2/2013


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ASIAN TIDES




Seven thousand islands grace the shore where bamboo trees alight , sun -dressed tanned guitars humming a native lore, dainty the womenfolk, caressed by Asian tides’ pristine ridges while garlands spill from their baskets crowning fiestas with beaded wares. And trawlers halt to relish town’s zest the nightfall sailing on lit prayers, when movement of joy whirls, contented along dewed coastlines… ancestry bares a charm rippling on balmy shed, my dawn and night broth, this daily gland where birth mark dwells… sweet homeland!


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A Day at the Beach

Imagine sitting in the sand at the beach,
The sand between your toes and just close 
enough where the water can reach.
The sand is wet and a little cold,
You look out at the clear blue sky you see the 
sun shining like a piece of gold.
You see dolphins jumping in the distance,
Glad that they're apart of existence.
You see a flock of seagulls soar,
You lay back and close your eyes listening to
 the waves crashing onto the shore.
Smelling the salty water and the sun hitting 
your skin,
The warm and comfort you feel within.
You hear kids as they laugh and play,
Smiling because today was a great day.

        May 04, 2014
~ The One and Only~


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I wait the ocean waves to wash my soul

My heart races touching your deep Spirit's kiss,
My tear's curb crumbles greening my shrink cry.
The softness of your voice soothes my abyss.
My soul torn apart wondering to know why.

Wrong thoughts and so cruel wait  my tears and cry
The terrors of love just give them a black yard
And  my loneliness makes my sad soul to dye
When to sink  my reality it's very  hard.

I wait my hope which will never come to guard
This hope hunger squeezes tighter my soul's knee.
 I'm clinging to the past which is like a shard
That part which is still alive inside of me.

Much more confused on how to think or feel,
I talk, I dream and  I am  your balance wheel.


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Time to book a holiday

It's time to book a holiday
Where we'll go I cannot say
A beach resort, or bush retreat
Maybe a chalet cosy, sweet

Maybe somewhere across the seas
In Bali they tell me "life's a breeze"
Somewhere I haven't been before
Same, same, it can be a bore

Now I know, I have a plan
Perhaps I'll take a pin in hand
Stick it somewhere on a map
This could do the trick may haps

But I want to go somewhere
Just anywhere I just don't care


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A so called captain of a Costa Concordia

The Captain of the vast cruiser
handed out his inconvertible crip
This Captain a self declared  only end user
for the first rescue boat of his ship

The Captain of the vast cruiser 
sent all passengers  a brief letter
This Captain a self-declared bruiser
not offering anything more or better

The Captain of the vast cruiser
had such a hard time watching the disaster
This Captain a self declared non-looser
speeding up his rescue boat leaving even faster

This Captain in his private cabin cruiser
sang a selfish song while abandoning his ship

(c) Elly Wouterse

Note:
This poem is based on  
* a documentary  about the tragedy with the "Costa Concordia".
The vast cruise ship "Costa Concordia", with Captain Francesco Schettino at the 
controls, .grounded into the rocky shore of the Italian island of Giglio on Jan. 13, 
2012, 32 people lost their lives. 
* there are Captains of ship and planes, Captains of industry, Captains of small or large companies.....and people who t h i n k or pretend they are a Captain... I do hope you haven't met "your" colleague' of the Captain of the Costa Concordia in your life...  


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Ocean Sands

The wet smooth sands shift, as we stroll along
While hands clasp by evening's riding tide
The long red sky hears each gliding bird's song
As your soft silhouette n' sky doth clash collide

In quiet motion, love loses all space and time
As our lips warmly join together a silent spell
To bright for sun's array, she fades to sleep
As moon awakes the rays, of tender keep

And both remain abandoned to the shore
To find the realm that lover's shall confess
With hands still clasped eyes they now explore
As hungry kisses gentle still caress

Grains feel wet yet cool, between our hands
And the elixir of love is light, like ocean sands



Written by Mystic Rose and Frederic Parker
April 29, 2014


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A Water Sonnet

Rivers roll, across the lands
and their song is heard, by many ears.
While oceans roll, upon the sands 
and cry their crystal tears.

The tides will help to cleanse the earth; 
sand-showers; they are free.
Though ocean-lands, may have a wide girth;
the tides will find it, yes siree!

Water is the source of life; 
a precious, roaming gift.
A lack of water, produces strife
and sands, they cannot shift.

So pray, the rain, will always come.
To water’s music; life must hum.


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A Siren's Serenade

The sun is slowly fading and it’s almost twilight time.
The ocean’s strong vibration beckons me to rise from deep.
The ship announces its approach, its horn an ocean chime. 
Waking me from slumber in the ocean where I sleep.

I move with lightning speed emerging quickly to the top. 
The sailors all come out to hear my haunting siren’s song.
I swim around the vessel as it slows and then it stops. 
From that time, and forever, to me they all belong.

My lovely iridescent tail will sparkle in the night.
I serenade them with my tune while diving in and out.
A potpourri of colors that will dazzle and delight. 
Before too long they will be lost inside my spell, no doubt.

I’ll circle all around the ship and mesmerize each one.
Then slowly hypnotize each man until the morning sun.


Written by:  Samia Ali Arroyo
March 30, 2012
Contest: Debbie and Cyndi's Sonneteers
English Sonnet


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Home to the Ocean

sonnet

While dreaming of my childhood ocean ties, mem'ry's chandelier sheds light, somewhat eclipsed. The essence of the salt still stings my eyes; the rusty taste of iron hangs on my lips. The ocean’s fragrant spray not quite so fair as I recall; it makes me think of death. Many a moon has set since I was there; destiny speaks to me - my own last breath. The ocean’s soft waves bring dulcet mem’ries, my mama’s silk scarf brushing ‘gainst my face. Turbulent storms always left me on my knees under safe precipice back of our place. It is there my dreams rest as I stand by; it’s there I shall be buried when I die.
3 inspired by nette onclaud's poem from 6/12/11, Even After Twilight Loves We miss you, nette, and long for inspirations from your pen as you have time and energy. Meanwhile we read your poetry and pray for whatever keeps you away from us to end.


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The Last Vessel


There is a brush of wind sweeping roughshod over the shore
Festering foamy white caps on the crest of the waves
Disembodied voices I think I've heard before
Are rising from the mist of the liquid haze

White-feathered angel wings spreading wide and low
Swoop down below the angry crimson wide
Welcoming  home the trollers, row by weary row
As the beacon skims the waters, and the coming of the tide

The sun is clinging helplessly, on the edges of the earth
As one last vessel, trudges in, looking  worn and spent
Lagging far behind, and longing home and hearth
Yet with sense of work well done, after long day's sweat, 

It burrows in, at end of day, from all those travels, far
The one last vessel, weary worn, cuts a furrow in the stars





For Francine's Contest :"On The Ocean Waves"


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That Morning on the Beach

That morning on the beach, where did we go?
That June, before the current swept away
That thin island between the sea and bay,
Where did we walk, the risen sun still low?

Before the current swept away the land
And me along with it, where did we stride?
Next to the sea, the waxing, waning tide
Whose rhythmic jaws consumed the footprint sand?

No,

We went nowhere that morning on the sand. 
I stood and let the icy waves beat me
And hoped that they would pull me out to sea,
Far from this disappearing island. 

Back then, I thought the sea would set me free,
But all it did was make a memory. 


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Sunset

Sunset

This hour is oh, so beautiful
I sit, and I devour it all
As silence fills my heart and soul
This sunset makes me feel so whole.

I watch the sun approach the ocean
Absorbed I am in deep devotion
As I see it melt into the sea
And oh, the joy, the mystery!

The sky fills up with orange hue
It’s lost its color, azure blue
And as the sun drowns in the sea
This beauty, how it touches me

The orange hue grows deep, then dies
Bringing darkness to the skies
As birds sing out there goodnight song
To tell the silence ‘Day is gone’

I sit and ponder on this show
Then leave it all, and home I go.

29 June 2014 @ 1337hrs.





 



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Indispensable Essence, 2

 (Shakespearean)

Against the sky, the weathered land now sinks
as water pours its force upon the earth
'til mossy glades become the tattered links
between the ocean's rim and mountain's girth.
A drought creates the stagnant puddle-scum
unfit to slake the thirst of man or ape
while life on earth will shrink and soon become
too weak to fight disease or seek escape.
Yet streams still flow with water fresh and clean
to nourish all of life within their range,
as pastures blossom, lush in verdant green,
from rain which curries earth in soft exchange.
        As life cannot continue without breath,
        a rainless land may gather only death.


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Home

Reaching, crawling, from deep within my dark,
Emerging from an almost endless night.
So thirsty in a land so dry and stark,
But I see the waves, I can see the light.

As I taste the salty blue, my soul stirs.
Reflections of a peace that I once knew,
A calling I can't deny, it allures,
For through these blue skies, I once freely flew.

Cool water awakens my sleeping soul,
Soothing my burns from a journey of pain.
Living so alone, has taken its toll,
Where love is only for personal gain.

A world without air, a world without breathe,
Will be forever home until my death.


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Restless Natives

Creative Native, quite contemplative-
he draws on walls in ancient caves.
So Hieroglyphic speculative:
Cuneiform curses mark mummy graves.

On land the sand, the grains of Man-
exoplated, protective shells.
A last ballast, we're sinking fast;
step lively men, and hoist the sails!

The Tribe has grown and it has thrived-
(their drumbeats echo as if alive!)
We've lost our rudder, I wince and shudder,
and I have lost all will and drive...

No longer fond of the Amazon-
Jungle be damned; I wish 'twere gone!


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Dreams of Ocean

Sleep my darling as the fish swim for you
The dolphins sing softly under your crib
The calming waves of multicolored blue
Clouds float above, like the ones on your bib
Light glitters out on the wide, wide ocean
Home to a thousand and one pretty things
Colors circle with a hypnotic motion
Underwater caverns and jewels for kings
Somewhere beneath, there's a palace for you
You can visit it in your glistening dreams
And maybe you can invite some friends too
In your palace you could see the moon beams
But to visit your dreams you must first sleep
Or your ocean friends will not make a peep 


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Unusual Roar

"On the ocean waves" of deep cobalt blue
Rides white foam spray that brushes rocky shore
Tickles their fantasy leaves in quick spew
After has caused such unusual roar

Rocky shore, rocky times life gives damp sprays
Coating everyone with uncertainties
Just as the rocks wear and age_ life assays
Each one to analyze the quantities

Of good_bad giving opportunities
To all to grow deeper like blue ocean
Deeper than surface waves _deep abilities
Just few minutes each day in devotion

"On the ocean waves" ride thoughts_emotions
Let them be deeper accumulations

Sponsor: Francine Roberts
Contest: "On The Ocean Waves"



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A PENNY FOR YOUR THOUGHTS

On the ocean's cool sand the nightly thinker stands,
shadows hide sky scrapers of glass and steel;
only sirens are heard through the awkward stillness,
read his absurd thoughts: they spin as a magnetic reel!
Has he found happiness as imagined in his dream?
From that melancholic look, one can see clearly
that he has been abandoned by all...wasn't he so leam?
He seeks stars to ignite a desire stirred by fantasy:
images of children grabbing his hands make him weep,
he tries to hold on to them, but they flee and vanish...
despair and remorse are angry feelings he can't put to sleep;
if only they returned for a second, they would lift his anguish! 
It's late October and dawn's brilliant lights invade the cloudless shore;
there he lays as a cadaver as pain tightens up the muscles of his core!  


Copyright ( c ) 2015 by Andrew Crisci


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The Tides of War

O mighty ship of tides, great boundless sea,
  Into whom brave souls all caution cast her:
Deep eternal springs of mortality
  Where Poseidon rules as lord and master!
See the battery smoke, the powder lighting,
  The buckling oak, the breach, the ocean's roar:
Empire's keel and hull wave high smiting
  The heroic galleon! the Man O' War!
So seek a fair wind all you seafarers,
  Sail beyond her far isles all you brave hearts:
Heed Triton's trumpet by your endeavours
  When upon the bow of her deepest parts.
Thus hearken not the sirens that curse whom
Rest in peace in a silent sunken tomb.



June 2012


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Sunbird

Scrambling across the sky
Oh, just to know
How the sun bird flies
With my brain in tow
Growing in my mind
Fluttering on a wing
Flight from shoreline
Oh, how he sings
Lift on high old one
Perch upon thy crag
Closest to the sun
Waving your feathered flag
How we so enjoy
Your screech of ahoy!


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AKULA VOYAGE 2015

   AKULA
 VOYAGE
My wish is just to go to sea
forgetting everything that's me
   on Akula, the boat I've never seen,
    forgetting everything I've ever been.

To feel as free as gulls who fly
not bound by earth, nor in the sky,
   away from everything I'll never know,
     that takes me places I must never go.

Away from love, away from hate,
of born too soon, or born too late.
   To drift as islands, in the tropic stream,
     on Akula, my ghost of only dream.

My wish is but to leave within our wake
What love is left, after my last mistake.

© Ron Wilson aka Ron Arbuthnot aka
Vee Bdosa the Doylestown Poet
aka a few other poets names down
through the years I have even forgotten.


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A Love Song

My ocean heart runs deep for your love’s true.
If not you, then who would I give it to?
My love for you grows deep like roots of trees.
If it weren’t for you, then who would love me?
For my heart pangs when you are not around. 
And within it echoes love's yearning sound.
You my dear, are a lovebird flying by.
And bring color to my black and white sky.
Your smile is like the sun's rays shinning bright.
Your figure beckons unto me this night.
Must I dive into your ocean of love?
To be caressed by the grasp of your hug.
   Why do the feelings of love seem so wrong?
   To my other half this is a love song.