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Details | Free verse |

Alabaster Night

There is a stillness in this frigid night
How peaceful is a planet that glimmers white
where frost and moonlight weave a silver glaze
and sillhouetted trees are black as ink 
Where the only sign of life are whiffs of breath

Let me stand transfixed beneath the sky, 
to rest my mind with reverent eyes
Upon the glorious silence of the world 
Upon these strange and unfamiliar hills
then feel the night's aurora soothe my soul
 
Winter has buried our world in alabaster white
Familiar landmarks wear a cloak of new disguise
Yet still the same are scattered thorny lights
Splattered wildly in the blackness of a sky
Winter has polished up the stars against the dark
Brilliant, new, until their points are thistle sharp

How peaceful is a planet so glimmering white
To stand in voiceless wonder and gaze
Do not speak, the crystal world would shatter
Too fragile to bear the weight of words

Copyright © Carrie Richards | Year Posted 2009


Details | Free verse |

The Sea Gulls Came Home

The horizon was brewing ominous clouds,
Dark as if they came out of hell.
The once azure sky became hazy
As the north wind chilly breezes
Puffed up more stratocumulus,
Rain-heavy clouds that signified storms.

I rested against the balustrade
Of the promenade, looking down at the sea.
Waves upon waves dashed at the dark crags.
Sea spray washed my tired face.
Above the seagulls came to enjoy
The thunderstorm that would soon erupt
Above the small bay, now emptied of boats.

The sea gulls were indeed a sight to see.
Only a hundred or so circled the inlet.
They were truly a harbinger of storms.
They flew against the wind, or with it,
Or soared above it, much as they felt like it.
They plunged into the sea for food
Irrespective of where the chilly wind blew.
They were an elegant sight to see.

As the first drops of rain fell, I betook myself home.
My wife was waiting anxiously for me
Afraid I’ll get wet.  “Watching the birds?”
Clearly she was not very much amused.

She turned her back on me, as thunder boomed
And lightening flashed but I went with the wind,
And clasped her round her winsome waist.  
She did not resist, neither did I.

5 June 2017
POTD 6 June 2017

Copyright © Victor Buhagiar | Year Posted 2017

Details | Free verse |

Love's Lament

She lovingly smiles at him each evening
dressed in palest silk, a gossamer gown,
brushed with hints of silverdust shadows.
Her shapely fullness casts a womanly glow
across his surface in ripples of light.

Enthralled by her shimmering beauty,
he waves to her from Baltic blue depths
of his longing and unspoken passion.
Her reflection swims in his crests and troughs
as he cradles the embodiment of her perfection.

Crested fingers rise to fondle her magnificence
but vast distance keeps them too far apart.
Her heart guides the ebbing and flowing 
of his tides in their nightly dance, spent romancing.

Fluidly, he waltzes her in rhythm to the shore,
serenaded by a chorus of flickering stars 
singing a tune written eons before
Gershwin could dream of Rhapsody in Blue.

Little more could either of them do as
their song wafted in a dolorous lover's lament
known by humans but perceived by few
as a divergent love between two of Earth's forces
whose liaison would be a tragedy for me and you

Copyright © Lin Lane | Year Posted 2017


Details | Free verse |

The Wind

~~The Wind~~
            
           ---
Look into my eyes
Follow me into a world of ecstasy
There and only there
Will you find the peace to unwind
           ---

Beautiful brown eyes not blue
Shady lids, stunning  ocean view
Embracing every word 

Hear the wind whispers your name
Come with me
Drown with me
Into the abyss of loving rain
Embrace this moment as I draw you in with words
Release you with the warmth -------I was there

I Share--I take
I LOVE--I HATE
Into my arms
I am the charm
Around your neck
Around your wrist
Listen to the voice from my beating heart
It yearns
The freedom of touch
The freedom of speech. 
Of love, 
Of purity
Like the wind
I'll find my way
Into your heart
Arouse the cheerful energy
Of your insecurity and pen
Follow me into the sea
There we will fall into the deep
Build sand castles 
Around dreams of reality
Slip into my aura light 
Set to the rhythm of the oceanic night

Now, listen to the breeze
It's called out your name
It's only a matter of time----------------
You'll find yourself calling out...... mine

by: PD
Dedicated to all my loving friends & fans :-)

Copyright © Poet Destroyer A | Year Posted 2013

Details | Free verse |

Isle of Bast

Memories of the North Sea
sift in like sand kernels 
on a fast, frigid tide:
events that transpired outside 
the confines of rhyme,
unfolding exactly 
as they were meant to.

Never before had I seen
so many shades of gray;
the overcast, monochromatic splendor
was awe-inspiring,
instead of being bleak and bleary.
___

The smell of salt and seaweed
awakes something dormant and eternal,
deep within me. 
I have a surging desire 
to flush stagnancy from my blood—

salty blood and water
come together in a communion
of distant relations and movements.

Beside me, a flash of bright red 
digs in the sand; my child 
is wearing the only vibrant colour 
to be seen for many kilometres.
The colour matches her 
enthusiasm and energy, 
as she moves from one spot to the next
like a dancing flame;
reflected, a fire glows from my eyes.

Unknowingly, I had dressed
in the same colours of the sky and sea,
blending into the scenery
like a chameleon:
an illusion thicker than the clouds;
an illusion of stone
for me to melt and reinvent
at the spinning speed of thought.

I watch my daughter
drink the seascape with a smile of wonder;
it's her first time visiting an ocean.
With our pants rolled up to the knee,
we wade through waves,
and collect stones and shells.
She knows the chameleon
who walks alongside her in the frothy surf.

Observing seabirds cover the steep cliffs
of the island located further out,
in a blanket of black and white feathers,
I wonder if people onshore
only see a solitary dash of red out here,
or if the chameleon 
is more noticeable than I had thought.



2012 North Sea Remix
December 17th, 2012






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Copyright © Chris D. Aechtner | Year Posted 2012

Details | Free verse |

sea breeze

Blow, blow, blow, sea breeze!
You that cooled the humid heat
and chased the restless flies away
from warm pacific shores 
upon which I breathed
in refreshing horizons,
escaping the mossies’ stings
and incessant teeny hum;
the irritating tinnitus,
of the live, jungle’s fleet.

T’was on the soft sands, sitting,
dreaming, you weaving thru my hair,
soothing, your kisses upon my skin
heated in the sun’s scorch.
Oh, did I not follow you?

Upon those waves we sailed.
Away, away, away, to see the
flat line disappear into 
wavy lengths just jostling by.
On, and on, and on, we blew,
till the gliding, graceful curves
became jagged jaws,
snapping with frothing ire
beyond irenic, where giants rolled
heaving all aside in their stroll.
Be gone, be gone, be gone, they said.
So we flew on high
Up, up, up to where the stars did sigh,
clustered in their velvet hammock,
swinging sluggish in night’s black.
And we’d gaze at our guide winking bright
until our eyes closed in sleep
waking on new beaches, to breathe
in carefree, frolicking caresses.

Alas, alas, alas, our paths diverged
when glanced the jet stream and time’s slow
passage was hastened to rapid flight
alighting in land-bound depths
far from the familiar ocean
where the heat rises again
trapped in a dry suffocation
of dusty bales choked in smog fog 
and the non-stop rubbery roar
of the tar-sealed life jungle.

You sweep along the river’s wind,
as you blow, blow, blow,
bringing me cool Pacific.
Your chuckles chime
as I smile with the flowers,
swaying glad in your heartening visit.
I sit on my soft cushion,
dreaming, as again you brush gently
my hair and salve my burns.

Yearning, yearning, yearning, I inhale
your whispers among the petal colors 
as we fly to an azure sky that dims
to twinkle in starry yawns again.
Come on, come on, come on, you say.
To the shores, let’s be on our way!
Oh! Sea Breeze, perhaps.
Once.
More....

Will you blow me away?
Blow, blow, blow, sea breeze 

~~~**/)**~~~

(3/15/17:Free Verse narrative; ’66: CC Constellation: Stockton Marina, 3/13/17) 

Copyright © taai tekai | Year Posted 2017

Details | Free verse |

- Love - Sweet - Love -



                                                       Hand in hand
                                       Sandy beach with beautiful sunset
                                                            in love

                                    
                                       What could be more romantic than
                                    when the sun is glowing red and orange
                                          melts into the sea somewhere
                               And two who are in love and goes hand in hand

                
                                                       A small box
                                        On his knees in the wet sand beach
                                                     Will you be mine

                                             
                                              She blushes as the sunset
                                                Smiles her lovely smile
                                                        Yes, I would


                                          The sun melts into the sea somewhere
                                    But for a couple in love, the night is still young





08.02.2013
A-L  Andresen :)
("mix poem" )

Copyright © Sunshine Smile | Year Posted 2013

Details | Free verse |

Gifts from the Tide

Constantly she toils 
in the darkness of the heaving sea
gathering treasures into her aprons deep;
twice a day she knocks, panting,
at the shoreline’s wide stretching door,
and scatters her abundant gifts
for vagabonds like me to reap.

Copyright, October 24, 2014
Faye Lanham Gibson

Copyright © Faye Gibson | Year Posted 2014

Details | Free verse |

The Whore and the Sea part 1

The moon was neither full, nor was it not
She shone down radiant lighting the misty ole night
The waves lapped the shore
As a gentle breeze streaked my face
Alone by the sea, clouds, the moon and me

The easterly winds became stronger
Whipping up sand at my feet
The gentle sea, turned, 
Becoming bold and loud as can be
It seemed the wind and the sea were holding
Each others embrace in tangos graceful dance

The sand began to whip my face
As the winds become stronger still
Before my eyes, the sand itself took shape
Slowly taking form before my trembling body
Appeared a beautiful woman wearing an angelic shawl
All in pure white, staring with a smile at the likes of me

She was the most beautiful woman I had ever seen
I thought to myself, this must be but a dream
I told her, you are a princess me lady, and bowed
She shyly looked back at me replying
“I am no such thing, I am unworthy, and unholy
I am dirty and un-pure
I am the whore of the sea”

I was shocked to hear these words pour forth
From such an innocent soft spoken mouth
How can this be? You look to be a Royal Queen
She answers; my looks deceive, as I have said
I am nothing but the whore of this sea”
Every sailor and fisherman who ever sailed these waters
Have had their wishes with me
I have done their biddings for 1000’s of years
I appear before you in shame
Seeking redemption
I walk the shores, tormented by my
Bodily sins

Have you a name me lady of the sea?
“I have none, simply a faceless whore”
Of course this must be a dream an illusion
How else does sand become such sad beauty?
I must be going crazy, hallucinating
Sleepwalking? 

A cold wind, one huge gust
Across from the northern skies
Slapped me in the face
Ice cold clarity 
This was real, she was real
Even the moment was unexplained
The shock of it, struck me
I stumbled backwards over driftwood
Bruised and lying in the sand

She ran to me
With such concern in her eyes
I saw then underneath her sadness
I felt her humility and compassion
She asked, young man?
Are you injured? Can I attend to you?
I told her I was fine, a mere slip
So to speak

Now the winds changed direction again
Westerly with utter fierceness tearing the sand
Whipped up and slashing my face
She simply gazed west
Another form appeared before us both
A sailor, a pirate, I was not sure at all
He looked menacing none the less

I asked now who the bloody heck are you?
He exclaimed
“I am a grand sailor of the seven seas
Why I have traveled east and west, 
North and south
There is little I have not seen
Little I have not tasted
Forbidden fruits, and even as you see
Before your very eyes here
The whore of the seas standing before thee”

She shuddered and moved closer to me
As if for protection
Of what or how I had no idea
I was a mere pawn in this apparition
This dance of the universe
Beyond all my comprehension I was sure

The sailor in a softer soothing voice
Ah sorry me lady
I meant no offense as to that comment
My mouth doesn’t always flow with manners
The winds have brought me to your charms
Have no alarm
Like you, I wander the sea shores
1000’s of years in hell reliving past sorrows
I bow to you me lady
In despair for tales untold

She the whore of the seas
As she so called herself
A taken aback at his candid admissions
She was not all that sure, however
She even thought there was a tear in his eyes

Here I was, between the sands of time
Between two ghosts of ancient ways
Yet it was I who seemed invisible
As they parleyed back and forth

The pirate of hearts was on his knees
He begged with his eyes
That we all listen to his heart of hearts
And I swear to you
Theses are the words I heard

Lady, tiss true, I had my way with you
Those many long lost years ago
From that moment on, my heart was broken
I left, I traveled, I roamed, I bedded
There was no one as you
No heart as pure
No soul so white
No woman so wise
No human with your compassionate eyes

I longed for you, if only you knew
What would a whore want with me?
You, who could have any man
For gold silver or want
I could not cry
Nor admit my defeat
God forgive me the battles fought
To forget the look of you

Now here I was, alone on a wind swept shore
Listening to the confessions of sand
It dawned on me, we came from dust
And so shall we one day return
As this thought passed
The women of the sea spoke back

Continued next post

Copyright © arthur vaso | Year Posted 2016

Details | Free verse |

The Whore and the Sea part 2

You know sailor man,
You woke the spirit in me
I thought you were drunken and carefree
I could not hope or dream
The whore of the seas must take her place
I was of the lowest cast
The lowest morale
After you
I was with a baby you see
I had to run to the mountains
Alone and far from the salt air
To give this child more hope
Than could ever exist for me

The sailor of the seas seems touched
He truly had tears running down his face
He continued his side of the tale

Ah me lady, the winds of the east
The winds of the west
The ghosts of the past
The Moons pull
And this young mans wonder
Have aligned to bring us to a truth

Your child, was my child
Your love was my hope
For the seed of life to continue
For better times
I have walked these shores
As you
For a thousand years and more
Seeking solace
Seeking you
The gods have seen to this
I have escaped the fires below
In search of you

I knew not what was love
Until I knew you
Only upon me death
Did I see what was lost
The sea is vast
Your love vaster still 
Even we, as the people of ancient times
In this moment
On this shore
We our bound by this immortal love




As they spoke the winds howled
The sands tossing in the wind
I felt nothing
Riveted to these phantoms of other destinies
Why was I here?
Did I fall upon time itself?
The answer was to become shockingly clear

The Princess of the sea was both 
Sad and smiling
She touched the sailor’s hand
And said,

We have taken a thousand years to know love
To know we were loved
To know we died in sadness and emptiness
To what ends are we here
What have the gods planned?
You in hell
Me trapped upon the shores of my service?
Why, why sailor man, must we weep now
At the love we had
Yet never shared?


He smiled
He caressed her hair
Gently he whispered to her
We shall wander these shores
For a thousand years and more
We now have found serenity
Comfort
Love
We know deeply the erotic desires
Of the spirit
We are here my love
For a special reason

I await your answer she said!
He replied;
A thousand years have passed
Here on this shore
I saw your eyes fall upon the young man
Who fell at the mere site of us
I saw the love in your eyes
The love of a mother




So I say to you my love
Look into the eyes
Of your son
He is ours
Even if many generations have passed
He is the love that was us
He has now witnessed
Our bond, the universes wisdoms
We are here this windy evening
To caress both our pasts
To know the love that was always there

Yet
We are here at the whim of the unknown
To let our flesh and blood
Know that goodness
Is not ones circumstance and profession
Life offers few choices
We have shown our child of our child and so forth
His past, his future, his path
The very secrets of life
And the universe
Unfolded upon his breast

We the sailor and the whore
Implore to all men and women of honor
Listen to love
Go forth our fine young man
Knowing now from where you came

The winds shall diminish
We shall return to sand
Until another day
When fate needs a helping hand

I awoke on the beach
Had I dreamed?
I was uncertain
In my house, by the door
Lay a white shawl
With bruised knee
I smiled

I held the cloth of secret mysteries

Copyright © arthur vaso | Year Posted 2016

Details | Free verse |

Afloat On a Lavender Sea

Decades stretched a cord, across years, up the stairs, and around chairs coiling beyond the door of one small room, groomed by the sun, of a Saturday afternoon... I am floating on a sea of a hardwood floor Prone, on my back, upon a lavender rug Examining the nail of my left hand thumb with a phone at my ear, a smile on my face while you've glady expressed, how you've aced an exam I confess how I've missed holding your hand only linked to your kiss, by a small ivory phone With a ring on my finger, to bind young love Blinded in the eyes, from an innocent throne Invitations in the mail, and a church on hold There was a cake on order, and a brand new world You were glued to my ear, I was wrapped by a cord that tugged on the wall, with long-distance words Light from the yard is scored by the blinds but, there on the floor, prone on my back, I'm bound by the cord that tethered our lives Linked to your voice, where a future was wound Hovering over the sea of cold hardwood, I had a pillow of shag, of that lavender rug The days would stretch shorter and our vows, on hold till the cord became stronger, watching years unfold
____________________________________________

Copyright © Carrie Richards | Year Posted 2013

Details | Free verse |

AISLE SEA EWE

Early in the mourning she rose She wood fined her boat Wear she rose across the see two the sure Their she mustard all her mite And toad the boat on the beech Butt if the thyme was write she tide it two a boy She could hardly weight Four she nose she will sea her suite sun They wood sit on a bolder, brake sum bred Then they eight a hole pair Her sun called her a deer He tolled her when he urns enough doe Ore got sum tacks witch was dew He wood by her a flour at the bizarre Witch could be tide in her hare The cent of the rows wood bee sew sheikh One knight he said she wood prophet If she past buy a different root He new the currant could get ruff The whether was no longer fare and getting two chilli She road away into the missed Aisle meat ewe next weak he balled until he was horse He trussed he wood see her next weak Only Homo’s ‘Aloud’ – Jerry T Curtis 23rd March 2015 ~awarded 1st place

Copyright © JAN ALLISON | Year Posted 2015

Details | Free verse |

Fragments of Shell

Tossed upon blank beaches
like men without souls,
shell fragments littering the sand.
Each broken shell once could sing
lyrics lilting of glories past,
tales spun in Dresden colors,
soft, shimmering memories - 
blissful days beneath shining seas.

In broken men who walk the earth,
vignettes I view . . .
shattered beauty every one.

Copyright, August 3, 2014
Faye Lanham Gibson

Copyright © Faye Gibson | Year Posted 2014

Details | Free verse |

Mystical Mermaid


hidden below the echoing cold indigo sea
     a mermaid dwells . . . 
mystical as told in myths if you believe
          breathtakingly beautiful and sensual .  . .
in her cobalt blue cave . . .  
she keeps gems and treasure chests stolen
      the sailors dizzy with lust
lured into the sea by her liquid musical murmur
and   D
           O
              W
                 N     they fall to be no more . . . 
and when the ship crashes into jagged rocks
     breaking apart and becoming part of the sea
she comes silently beneath the tumbling waves
             to take anything that shines 
to her watery underwater cave . . . 
    where they sparkle and glow for her
she loves to touch each one -
      so beware travelers of the open uncharted sea
a beautiful mermaid is waiting
to   d r o w n   you in the unforgiving dark depths
and steal all that sparkles
only to decorate her blue cobalt cave . . .   
_______________________
August 1, 2016

Free Verse

Written for the Premiere Contest, Caves,
sponsor, Anthony Slausen

Fifth Place

Copyright © Broken Wings | Year Posted 2016

Details | Free verse |

Mortal Season

The crunch of snow under trudging feet
        A breath of white, a darkened sky
          Eyes near closed from sting of cold
          She dreams of summer days

       With each small step, that leaves it's mark
           Upon the white
    In dreamy state, where daydreams play
From cold, away from chill, from ice upon the hills..
         Her thoughts, they bide, for summer days, 
                            and dreams that take the cold away 

        She finds herself so far away, a place
           Where weeping willows brush her face
      Bending 'neath the branches low 
                 While walking on a garden's path 

         Grass gently sways, green as glass
 So timid blows the warming breeze,
      It fetches shining hair with ease
            The wisps of gold which fly astray, 
             Like meadow flowers, in yellow maize
 A melody of larks that sing
      An amber sun, a basking glow, that ambles by
          To warm a face so pale from winter's sunless sky

Until once more the breath of chill upon a cheek
            And snowflake on her lash
    Startles cold,  like morning ash, returning eyes to winter's cry
             A cold north wind that catches scarf
     A thief that snatches warmth away, and thus her dream
          And now awake, she sighs, ...to find it still,... the winter day 

 Yet distantly, there lies in wait, a springtime place, a promised fate 
           A path beneath the willow tree, where sun peeks through the velvet haze
       Where flowers bloom and meadows grow, and larks sing lovely lullabies
    The earth will wake, new walks to take.. and be, not a dream...
              But a day to praise






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Submitted for Constance's "A Walk to Remember" contest....

Copyright © Carrie Richards | Year Posted 2009

Details | Free verse |

THIRSTY SEA (Slightly Mature Content)

the indelible scent of ecstasy filled their auras
with the fragrance of lovemaking spent and
aroused passion anxious to be tasted then
devoured…skin forged on skin…a magical collaboration
of need satisfying need…moments when love
takes you far beyond reality…no limits…
no borders…nothing refused… your physical surrender
a mere formality as flesh seeks flesh…
frolicking taste-buds unlocking rivers of dreams whose
surge simply washes away the pain of loveless
droughts past …in a heartbeat forever forgotten

all resistance simply ripped away as
flame licks ice as if it were candy… mouths drawn to loins
scented by eucalyptus that once inhaled becomes
unforgettable and forevermore addictive as
the taste of warm summer honey cloaks the soul

the strength of passion is found in its gentleness
the luxury of being touched so deeply…so intimately
your soul is turned inside out…eager to respond
the relentless tongue victoriously plays hide and seek
as a master…once found you beg for the mercy of more
you are never the same again…ever…as if a thirsty
sea lay within your soul and its tide is forever restless
paradise found …over and over…emptiness abandoned
as if a decree by the gods of love…two scents becoming
one..the air you breathe forever shared…the promise of
forever scratched on your skin as if you were a trophy

Irish  ST PADDY'S DAY 2010

Copyright © Michael Poyntz | Year Posted 2010

Details | Free verse |

The Pearl

The moon was a pearl - a large white brilliant pearl of a moon precious like the one I adored as it shone down on us from the sky. The sky was a sea - a broad expanse of midnight blue as deep as the love we made deep in a night swimming with shimmering myriads of stars. And the stars were fish - beautiful shimmering star-fish as bright as the glow in his eyes - those eyes that gazed into mine deep into the night of the beautiful sky - that broad expanse of midnight blue - the sea into which we gazed so deeply in love as the moon met our gaze - the moon that shone down on me and my love most precious - Oh, night of the large, white brilliant moon - the pearl. Written 3/8/13

Copyright © Andrea Dietrich | Year Posted 2013

Details | Free verse |

A Promise Fulfilled Beyond the Breakers

Calm, cobalt seas beyond the waves beckon Baby Boomer surfer responds he stands upon his nicked, red board placing his precious cargo on its deck tired arms paddle to deep water where gulls circling the azure sky cry and so does he, this tired, old man he weeps as dolphins provide an escort sunlight ascends higher on the horizon salty spray stings his eyes and uncontrollable tears are released as he recalls his life with her this promise he made as she started to fade weighs heavily on his heart but he must fulfill this last act of love “We’re here, sweet one, beyond the breakers where you chose to rest eternally.” carefully he bends to retrieve the urn caressing it with his sun-aged arms shaking the urn, he lets ashes fall saying farewell one last time slowly he turns and paddles toward shore heartbroken and alone
*February 4, 2017

Copyright © Carolyn Devonshire | Year Posted 2017

Details | Free verse |

A Midsummer Night's Beach

When I was a girl, still on the island
I’d sit in the sand
and brood
and revel
in what I thought was utter enlightenment
a teenage rebel
with dime-store refinement
We were all this way, and there is no shame
In the unchecked mind of us in our prime
The best nights of those
When the sea was calm and
The moon was out and
Blazingly bright, it would light up the night
Set the whole ocean glowing
Like a deep inky opal
Translucent abyss of black
Lightly flecked
With an iridescent waltz of electric blue, neon purple, alien green, and diamond white
It was on these nights
That I’d get in the water

By some stunning feat of abrasive wave action
Or possibly some secret dolphin magic
A tide pool would arise
A lagoon off the shore
Drifting and shifting over the course
Of a week, maybe two
Drifting out, drifting in
Widening out, slimming in
Shallow enough to sit in at dawn
Submerged to my neck at the day’s final yawn
Defiant of the perpetuity of the ocean at large
A toy trench off the shore
Spanning the length of a whale
Sometimes less, sometimes more
My own nascent Marianas
Never failed to provide
An off-shore haven where I could reside
These transient channels, clear and serene
Cut off from the rest of the sea
By a vast steppe of water, ankle deep
Separating me in my watery kingdom
Where no monstrous creature of the deep could reach
Out and out that plain stretched
(Only once did I test it)
Till that clean sandy bottom would begin its descent
Slowly at first, then quickly it went
Down to the unknown dark

Into a child queen of a tiny sea world, I’d transform
Springing up from the bottom of pulverized quartz
To shatter the surface between the water and the night
Send millions upon millions of droplets of brine
Glittering and spinning off into the night
I’d leap out my trench, onto that shallow plain
Sprint out to the edge of my earth and breathlessly gaze
out over the hidden deep
Reminded I’m only a guest
The ocean is neither mine nor yours to keep
Having drunk my fill of humility
I’d spin round
Fly back
Dive back down
Into my fleeting empire, my sea of tranquility
My throne resumed, I’d splash and play
With the smile of the summer Milky Way
Shooting out of the ocean, slicing the southern sky
The universe itself keeping a loving and watchful eye
As the earth showed me exactly who she was
No pretense
I’d dig my fingers into the satiny sand
And feel its realness
Every cell of my skin feeling the water rush across
As I coasted, submerged, along the bottom and lost
Myself from the rest of mankind
Then I’d rest my head back on that broad sandy mesa
Gaze up at my friends Scorpius, Aquarius, and Cassieopiea
Small ripples of water lapping at my temples

Barring defense of Descartes’ deceiving God
Not a thing in all the world could ever make me doubt
That every sensation that I felt
in those days
Was a whisper from the cosmos telling me about
The ways to be and
The ways to see and
All the states of mind that reveal
What is good, and true, and right, and real

Copyright © Carolyn Fish | Year Posted 2017

Details | Free verse |

Where The River Meets The Sea

What would I give to get a glimpse of your smile to have and to hold your heart for a while I want to meet you where the river meets the sea Leave your oars behind Set the barrier down and sail away with me. We'd sail away together to wherever the wind blows To our souls'velveteen gardens where blushed crimson bleeds its rose. We'd sail away forever to a secluded land I curl within your arms and hold on to your hand We'd lay on autumn's blanket Watch seagulls soar up high Flutterin'their wings above blue waters 'neath a mandarine sunset sky. What would I give to feel your fingertips brushing sand between my toes To taste your honey-dew breath as the moonlit cradle glows But,here I walk upon the sidewalk Each footprint leading home Under an antique street-lamp Standing on my own. And here I am singing a love song My shadow dancing free And there you stroll along the river-bank so far away from me.
This is a Re- repost( Its a poem I've posted here few years ago..and then reposted.. I re-repost it guess for the last time..for those who haven't read it yet...plus there is always a line to revise along the way. :)

Copyright © Charmaine Chircop | Year Posted 2016

Details | Free verse |

Love

Love, Is that a word, Or the foundation of all mountains of speeches? Is love a whisper or an ejaculation? A prayer, or a plea? Why is it that love crescendos off the tongue Like caramel in symphony? Why does it melt me, As if by heaven God made me an iceberg, To later fall in the heat of destiny like my enemies? Love, Is it woman, Man? Is it the softness of your hand, Or the coarse scratch against a rocky sand? You say you love me so simply, genuinely What is it my mind cannot comprehend, As my eyes zoom in to your wanting lips, The almost anticipated sound saintly slips Love, A fraction to my experience, And a lifetime left of its dark and intimate peaks. . . In these mountains of words, How does one sleep? How shall we rest willingly in the dangerous unknown, With you and I alone? Love, I love you too.. How can I not when all of its footprints lead back to you? Love is as simple as the word yearning on your mouth As deep as the dark, undiscovered creatures of the sea Though, most of all, As far as I dare feel and see, As simple as it sounds, And God must well agree, Love is you and me

Copyright © Laura Breidenthal | Year Posted 2015

Details | Free verse |

Sleep Amongst The Reeds

A prickly world envelopes 
The subtle Emerald skin, 
One so delicate as can be scorched
By an Irish morning sun. 
Low gulls crying overhead
Keep me idle amongst the reeds,
Eyes wide, sucking in the expanding blue, 
Sporadically streaked with white.
Rose dances with Ray 
Along the celestial path, and
A blushing glow is born.
Deep breaths. 
Salty air caresses and travels 
Down into a spongy soul.
Hand to cheek, a rose
Returns to blue, but Ray
Will forever twinkle around
The dusty pink until 
The crimson lakes again flourish.
The shriek of wings down the shore
Are now a distant echo. Lids heavy,
The siesta forcing me to sink
Further into the hot sands of the coast.
Light as a feather, eyes dimming,
I see it all as the tide chases me.
Through times of trouble she has guided;
In sadness, she did listen; once again
She draws closer and prepares to lead me
From the woes of the city, the faults of society, 
And into a world that is real: the salt of the earth.
I want to swim into unknown, bathe 
In the life of her vessel, and have the soothing
Waves wash over me and rid me of the false pretences.
But for now, I will listen to her: 
A soothing voice that one must never vex,
Swooshing in and sneaking out.
A light crash of waves against the rocks
Swooshing in, sneaking out;
The drama from days gone by
Swooshing in, sneaking out;
Money and bills swooshing in
“To hell with those” sneaking out;
Swooshing in, sneaking out;
Swooshing in, sneaking out;
Swooshing in, sneaking out;
Swoosh—
Out!

Copyright © Nicola Byrne | Year Posted 2015

Details | Free verse |

A Sunset Serenade

Oblivious of the time and the few swimmers around me,
I lay sprawled on the soft sand underneath a colored umbrella,
Enjoying the gentle peace and calm of the evening dying sunset.

My friend brought me a large cocktail, much appreciated,
As the sweet salty breeze that wafted towards the lonely beach
Ruffling lightly the wavelets that quietly rolled onto the smooth sand.

Far away, the sparkling sea shimmered silently as a seagull screeched 
And broke momentarily the minute murmur of the departing swimmers.
A slow sibilant whisper echoed from afar, a mermaid’s delight?

It was not so much a luring invitation but an earnest declaration
Of love that came from the dark deep below the dancing billows,
A sweet mysterious song of yearning and forgotten love.

Suddenly all was quiet again, except for the palpitations of my heart.
Incredibly my friend seemed oblivious of the mesmerizing song.
Must be the cocktail, he said as he watched the sun dying
Over the ocean and throwing long shadows behind us.
 

Copyright © Victor Buhagiar | Year Posted 2017

Details | Free verse |

Ebony Sea

Swift nibbles, tentative licks 
     small diamonds of broken moonlight
          on ebony waves
               symphony playing with my toes

                    Silent yellow light
               quick curious pouting lips
          and bites, silvery little
     fishes around my legs

                   A wish to push far into the black 
                   seduction, to sleep there
                   evermore
           To kiss a final poem, disintegrate
           into filaments and atoms
           join and surrender

***

April 21, 2017 
Copyright © Darren White

Copyright © Darren White | Year Posted 2017

Details | Free verse |

Waves So High

In this wild sea                                             I grab the flotsam,
                           harshly heaved,
                                                                         waves so high
                 that up is down               and my arms fatigued.

                              So free
                      At last unfettered
              And the only woe I have is:
        Will my                              arms hold?
       Will this                                    board stay in one piece?
         Will I finally                                 immerse, drown, go down?
            The night above,              constellation in consternation,
                     in gloomy twilight dark as icy sea below.
                             Their light a callous last reminder.
                                        Cold-bloodedly cruel

   Once was a time
               I prayed that love would salvage me,
                              that sea and beach
                                         would only be there
                                               for me to harvest shells
                                                   and sing my love in sandy painted words.
                                                    The moon a beaming mouth
                                                   of merciful compassion,
                                               a little boat too far to reach
                                     but comforting, lulling me to
                    sleep so deep, so deep.

***

April 29, 2017 
Copyright © Darren White

Copyright © Darren White | Year Posted 2017

Details | Free verse |

Day's End

It's quiet now, they all have gone
Leaving litter, and last light
softens what was too bright before

Blackbird singing in the dead of night
you ask if I need help, I nod
lend me for once your wings

The coloured quilt as sun does drown
a blanket against whining waves
I dive, depart. I flew so high

***

October 15, 2017 
Copyright © Darren White

Copyright © Darren White | Year Posted 2017

Details | Free verse |

Lost Treasures

How did a decent lady like me end up here, anyway?
The only girl aboard a ship of unsavory men.
The last thing I remember was sipping a glass of wine in a tavern.
Then, when I awoke, I was at sea, 
on a vessel, and surrounded by pirates.
Shanghai'd, I think they call it.
For what purpose, I do not even want to think about.
However, I found that out rather quickly.
Then, I learned something else.
A sharp cutlass and a loaded pistol are a girl's best friend.
I am hardly the damsel in distress, for I can take care of myself.

There is one thing on board this ship 
that I do not mind thinking about.
The captain, or so he calls himself.
My gaze often finds him, though his never finds me.
Only when he is giving me orders.
I have been entrusted with the helm of this vessel.
While he stares off into the waters of the Caribbean Sea.
Perhaps, planning our next heading.

The seas are strangely calm at the end of this day.
The sun is half way sunken below the horizon,
making the usual aqua-blue waters glow a golden-orange.
I stare into the dark eyes of my pirate captain,
they reflect the sunset, and shine like the gold of a doubloon.
His eyes are a lost treasure that I hope will find me.
I would trade all of the hidden treasures in the seven seas,
just for one look of those eyes.
Rubies, rare pearls, sapphires, 
even gold cannot entice me more.

I leave the ship's wheel to make my way 
down the wooden steps to the empty deck. 
And, I ask him if he has our next route mapped out.
The captain leans against the ship's rails,
looking down as if contemplating.
He slowly turns his head, 
and looks up at me with those enchanting eyes.
Then, he gives me that mischievous half-smile....



Copyright © Kelly Deschler | Year Posted 2014

Details | Free verse |

Luna's Light

A silver path shimmers
Across the sea and leads
To you lovely Luna lady,
Clustered by Cumulus clouds
And embraced by an indigo sky,
Enchantment emanates
From your glowing eye.

Lovers wrapped in moonbeams
Reflected by the sandy shore
Share kisses in silhouette shadows
In the magic of your rising,
In the soft music of the waves,
In the beating of passionate hearts.

© 2014 Connie Marcum Wong

Copyright © Connie Marcum Wong | Year Posted 2014

Details | Free verse |

Thoughts of Two Dimensions

Thoughts of Two Dimensions

Yesterday, I loved your courtyards
bathed in moonlight's shadows and smiles,
smitten by wavering stars,
lanterns of my youth,
that are reflected as coins,
in the quiet waters of your fountains.
Those are my reminiscences 
arabesque creatures of an old chest,
sanctified by the lavender,
and left on the bottom of my wardrobe.

Today, I love your crowded streets,
pebbled alleyways that breathe
with aromas of kitchens,
shouts of children quarreling, 
and nagging of older women
behind those awnings and windows of life well known.

Tomorrow, I will love your hot paved squares
that open to the harbors and promising high seas
while cypresses will send regards to far away winds,
and seagulls will sing nostalgia cries 
of wandering merchants and sailors.

Copyright © Vesna Arsenich | Year Posted 2008

Details | Free verse |

'Sea Breeze'


All I see is water 
As far as my eyes will allow me

Almost forgot
What brought me here

It was the memories of you

The warmth of the sand
 In between my toes
A gentle reminder of what it felt like
Having you next to me

Holding my hand as we took
Our walks along the shore
We didn't have to say a word
Just allow the gentle sea breeze
To mask our footprints as we went

Could have been a similar day,
Could have been a similar time

But today -

It’s just me and the gentle sea breeze

To remind me of you
Not saying a word
And yet I can feel you
With every step I take


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Copyright © Wilma Neels | Year Posted 2013