Ocean Poems | Examples of Ocean Poetry

Upon the waves where the wild winds sing, A tale unfolds of a vessel and its wing; Through the tide, it dances, graceful and free, Harnessing the ocean's heart, a sight to see. With cargo holds filled, treasures abound, From the Pacfic to the Atlantic, dreams resound. A bill...

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. if i were thuh sand sliding down your ...

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where is the moon that used to guide me home to breed - gulls had no reply they too can't see sky above ~ smudged by human stamps of smog...

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I understood you in your silence, an ocean of ice under mute stars, where the shadows of time weigh heavily, a mountain of unspoken ash, your struggles, heavy curtains, hide cries of a shattered heart, shards of fallen stars, scattered on fields forgotten by the wind. Your nights, sleepless, just broken mirrors in which you get lost, you see yourself...

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I told no one I'd seen the night— how tension breached a sunset start, how sea had swallowed all the light. I told no one the world is glass—a whale is art, this frame of sky its ancient right, it plays each game the same—by heart. Still moment's pulse too wide to try resuscitation, CPR— now all that's left to gain, insight I told...

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Under Ocean swimming creatures ! Running on clash and collision between all preys and predators Under Ocean. Wonder ! Beyond human vision : Ocean shows fantastic features. Real : No fantasy - fiction...

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Contest Sponsor: Nette Onclaud "VISIONS OF A VIGNETTE 2"* 6/21/2025 Sailboat Under the white seagulls, yacht's passing wing off the sky, off deep end — sea moves me lagging these feet in water...

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sailboat, dear conveyance of my dimmed dreams, glide freely 'neith the sun I'll watch as you sail away with my heart...

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They hang like a beaded curtain in a fortune teller’s parlor, each buoy a bauble from the sea’s own trove— sun-faded, barnacle-bitten, unstrung from nets that once strained tides for omens. Now they sway in the wind, rattling secrets and guarding the doorway to elsewhere. Who dwells behind the curtain— a castaway witch, perhaps, who brews fog in mason jars and weaves seaweed into...

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The canvas is so much like a seashore Where hands comb for a body to the storm Sometimes a continental piece will shift These wounds under the palette — Give her light while looking through the bars From some more than thousand marks The brush of close kissing hair by The stroke of your blue in brown eyes Stay familiar...

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The Ballad of the Endless Shell An Epic Poem of Turtles In the age when the world was newborn and bright, Before sword or sorrow or firelight, The Earth did stir with a breath so wide, And turtles rose from the ocean's tide. Old as mountains, calm as stone, They bore the sky on backs alone. With shells like shields from time and...

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earthquake shakes the ground the ocean boils and hisses tsunami threatens ...

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Sea trash begone, as youth shall surge ...

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It begins with a sky-split cry— a blade of wind slicing the stillness, gulls scattering like torn pages as the sea holds its breath. Then comes the first thunderstroke, not from clouds, but from below— the ocean remembering its anger. The sea begins to speak in tongues— lightning dances across the waves. The ocean surges, climbs the wind, rising in spiraled towers of spray— a mind...

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We sit a few inches apart, with bright screens separating us through an invisible ocean, We speak in pre-packaged echoes, algorithms feeding us thoughts that are not ours at all, I send you a message, and you respond with a reaction, a digital finger, a drawn heart that disappears, We gather in crowded rooms, silent, bowing our heads...

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