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Beach Science Poems | Beach Poems About Science

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Details | Limerick |

B Horror On a Beach Day.

Soon the curious swelled to a mob.
as they gathered to gape at the glob.
Someone prods with a stick.
as another screams: " Quick!"
"We must run for our lives! It's the Blob!"

Copyright © Gerard Keogh Jr. | Year Posted 2010


Details | Burlesque |

Horrendous Hobyah Hordes Hijack Hamptonshire

The Scots, by God,
They drove them out,
With a single Yorkie
At their heels a' yappin'
The Hobyahs tried to fly
Their arms they were a flappin'

Some managed to take to sea
And landed in Hamptonshire,
Yes-serieee!!!
But the British Navy would have none of this,
Big battleships they did send
The Hobyahs saw their doom,
Their plans they did amend

They sailed on to American,
Landed at the New Jersey coast,
The hobyahs could find no better host!
They ate their way from Newark
All the way up to Camden
Avoiding kennels and dog warning signs
There was always people on their roast

Now, much of America
Might applaud this you see,
For most of Jersey's citizens
Were as useless as a rubber tree

Then the Jerseyites came up
With a plan,
They bribed the Hobyahs with
16 barges overfilled with McDonalds
Quarter-Pounders with Cheese-
With big sign saying- 
"This Way!!"
"Free PeopleBurgers"!!!!
And Infant Limb Fries!!!!"

Now this was not within
the Hobyah's realm of understanding,
But it sure sounded good....

So on the barges they climbed,
Till each and every one of these fiends
Took to sea, gorging themselves
On what they thought was fast human food

Once out in the bay, the barges were sunk
by remote control

On shore, a Mexican Beach Police Patrolman
was heard to ask Humphery Bogart,
for his beachcomber permit...

Humphrey barked back, "What?- Don't you see the history being made here?
If you're the beach police, let's see your badges!!"
The cop sneered, "Barges?....Barges?????.....We Don't Need No Sinking 
Barges!!!!"

(See "The Treasure of the Sierra Madre")

With the kind permission of Marnie Memis (Oh, I Love that name!)

Copyright © tom bell | Year Posted 2008

Details | Rhyme |

Sea Borne

They call the waves white-sharks, and they run from them in fear. They say the water is so vast that you could disappear. And when a child goes near, they pull her back into the sand. They say she is borne from the land. They feel they need to grip her hand.

But I am sea borne and I will swim. I am sea borne and I will live. Upon the white-sharks current, and upon the vast deep below. I will take the child in my arms and swallow her whole. I will make her whole. 
She is whole.

They save their own from my care. I am lost without the wear. I cry at night like the white-sharks do. I cry too, I cry too. 

Copyright © Faire Lucas | Year Posted 2013


Details | Rhyme |

MYSTERIOUS FOG ON THE BEACH

DOWN BY THE OCEAN 
ON A HALLOWEEN NIGHT.
A THREE QUARTERS MOON 
WAS PROVIDING SOME LIGHT. 
AND FROM OUT OF NOWHERE 
A VERY STRANGE SMELL. 
I CAN ONLY DESCRIBE 
AS AN ODER FROM HELL.
A FOG ROLLED IN 
AND VERY QUICK. 
IT WAS SO HARD TO SEE 
BECAUSE THE FOG WAS SO THICK. 
IT WAS MORE LIKE DEATH.
THAT SMELL WAS SO STRONG. 
I TOLD MYSELF 
I DON'T BELONG. 
THE FOG BECAME DENSE 
IT WAS IMPOSSIBLE TO SEE. 
I HAD NO IDEAL 
WHAT WAS IN FRONT OF ME. 
THE INCOMING TIDE 
HAD TO BE NEAR. 
THAT ONLY ADDED 
TO MY ALREADY FEARS. 
AND THEN FOR A MINUTE 
THE MOONLIGHT POKED THROUGH 
AND WHAT I SAW 
IS WHAT I'M TELLING YOU. 
LIZARD LIKE CREATURES 
BIGGER THAN ME. 
CAME UP FROM THE SAND 
AND WALKED INTO THE SEA.
NOW I KNOW WHAT I'M SAYING 
IS HARD TO BELIEVE. 
I'M JUST SO THANKFUL 
THEY DIDN'T SEE ME.

FEBRUARY 2017

Copyright © Michael E. Harris | Year Posted 2017

Details | Rhyme |

Sea Borne

They call the waves white-sharks, and they run from them in fear. They say the water is so vast that you could disappear. And when a child goes near, they pull her back into the sand. They say she is borne from the land. They feel they need to grip her hand.

But I am sea borne and I will swim. I am sea borne and I will live. Upon the white-sharks current, and upon the vast deep below. I will take the child in my arms and swallow her whole. I will make her whole. 
She is whole.

They save their own from my care. I am lost without the wear. I cry at night like the white-sharks do. I cry too, I cry too. 

Copyright © Faire Lucas | Year Posted 2013