Sea Poems | Examples of Sea Poetry

golden husks aglow, laughter pops beneath the sun, waves applaud the show....

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Toupee, or not toupee, that is the question: whether 'tis nobler on the head to suffer the slings and arrows of outrageous alopecia or to take wigs against a sea of baldness, wear them as a buffer, the whips and scorns stem, and by opposing end them. Ay, that's the nub. With apologies to William Shakespeare (1564 – 1616) ...

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Matsuo Basho: English translations of Haiku about autumn, fall, sea, autumn wind, harvest moon, dark, darkness, dawn, day, life. First of autumn: the sea and the rice fields the same green hue. —Matsuo Basho, translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch The autumn wind like a ventriloquist projects its piercing voice. —Matsuo Basho, translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch Voices in the reeds? Ventriloquism of the autumn wind. —Matsuo Basho,...

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Mist swallows the edge— sky and sea blur into one, no clear path in sight. Yet I walk where light once fell, trusting stars behind the haze. ...

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I love when we sit in the hot bright sun, add some butter or we will get well done. Sky and water of ice blue, better than the dull store view. Oh! look I am popping so I will run....

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The seashore knows, the path I tread. Records my steps, when I have fled. In prints I cast, the post-card shows, The path I tread, the seashore knows. Gulls see my stance, as swells flash past. The post-card shows in prints I cast, As wave surge clears, rushing to dance, As swells flash past, gulls see my stance. Seashells snatch sighs, replaying...

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One may see puffins and parrots any hour of the week both birds bear a big colourful beak the former pelagic feed on fish and live in large colonies on coastal cliffs tho' monogamous collectively breed as a bunch but with renown as the Atlantic sea clown in Iceland several are served as lunch the latter arboreal primarily frugivorous toco being by far the...

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IN THE SEA OF LIFE AND THE SANDS OF TIME As the sun continues to rise, As the moon continues to wane and wax, Here I am, continuing to wave on The wrinkling sea of life, streaming to its shores, To froth and seep deep into the waiting sands of time; Here to canvas clanging conch-like echoing footprints:- As the sun continues...

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meteorite radiates z o o o m m i n g crashes onto Three Anchor Bay turquoise sky dust onto beach white grains winds sweep cobbled paths profane a fetus acquires solitary soul lost womb enlarges posting veins shine baby blessed shine divine observation work is thine platinum pressure paintbrushes dove hands devilish articulate Scythian lifetimes...

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I love the blue water, as I am rocked to sleep. The salt air fills my soul, as I dream far away. I am awakening, to a misty sea day. ...

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barefoot on the shoreline, chasing the breeze, your voice still lingers in the hush of the seas. the sand remembers where we once stood, writing our names like we thought we could. but nothing stays, not even the tide— it all comes back, then slips outside. in the rhythm of the waves, i hear your name, rising and falling, never the same. every...

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Inspired By O.G Nanda a.k.a Paramhansa Yogananda :) Vanquishing the darkness that veils the Light from Ashes to Dust to Illusions of Night, Sailing Adrift to Shores of Bliss Sinking Ships that drift Aimless, Mindless, Succumbed by the Abyss Yesterday, Tomorrow, Death and Sorrow I Conquered all these for Duality is Eternal beyond where...

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i often wonder about the why’s and where’s why the sea scent permeates the air and where it wanders so across the land why the waves unfurl without a care and where it is they toss the sand why the moon freehands its glitter and where its drifting loot is carried why time spent in contemplation is never lost and where our serenity...

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I was a poet you were a sailor Waves came in couplets words in the brine I was reborn with the ocean in rhythm Released in its wonder forever — in rhyme (Dreamsleep: June, 2025) ...

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Water is always my release, release of that impulse to dive. Dive fish-scaled and iridescent, iridescent swells the water. Water quiets and feels like home, home undulates but stays sacred. Sacred like every rolling wave, wave that binds my soul to water....

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