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Details | Rhyme |

Perfect Storm

From the forest, deep, she came
Like a jaguar, quietly prowling
Drawn there by my late-day flame
Typhoon in the distance howling.

Black hair with a coal-blue sheen
Eyes like ink and faultless form
Linen sun dress, white and clean
Tawdry tan, my perfect storm.

White-cap sea foam licked the sun
Then softly tasted sweet, its bright
Slow melting on that briny tongue
And savoring still, the fading light.

There beside the aqua ocean
Palm fronds laid in proper form
With sublime and torrid motion
We let loose our perfect storm.

High above, the Perseids streamed
Weeping sky with tears of fire
Wishes granted as we dreamed
Meant for fools to thus inspire.

Flightless angel birthed in darkness
Wrapped me in her pinions, warm
Sacred embers, cold and sparkless
Burning for my perfect storm ...

Lost in her ... my perfect storm.

** FIRST PLACE in the "Standard Contest Number 340" Poetry Contest, Brian Strand, Sponsor. **

** SIXTH PLACE in the "A Perfect Storm" Poetry Contest, Craig Cornish, Sponsor. **

Copyright © Gregory R Barden | Year Posted 2017

Details | Verse |

On Love's Turbulent Sea

On love's turbulent sea,
     my steady waves roll in
          and collide with you,
               the unwavering stone
                    who cannot feel a thing.

Copyright © Kelly Deschler | Year Posted 2015

Details | Rhyme |


Step by step
Flirt by flirt
Dance by dance
The sky advanced

Slant and twirl
In eye curl
Wild sea gull
Desire glanced

Sailing ships
Blossoming lips
Freedom fission
Moments danced

Smile by smile
Conquering miles
Into the Nile
I’m entranced

Copyright © Probir Gupta | Year Posted 2016

Details | Tanka |

Castles of the Sea

Castles of the Sea Children so carefree Laugh while castles made of sand Topple in the sea… How soon shattered dreams may bring Teardrops of maturity. Sandra M. Haight ~9th Place~ Premiere Contest: One New or Old Tanka Sponsor: Rick Parise Judged: 09/24/2016

Copyright © Sandra Haight | Year Posted 2015

Details | Lyric |

Sea of love

Sea of love

The sea of love gets deeper,  with each moment
I've waded from the shore,  into your love

Bridge 1
And waves of love come crashing over me
And so I dive into your deep blue sea
I'm taken away by your waves, 
it's only your love, that I crave

The sea of love is churning, ever faster
Tidal waves of pleasure, break me down

Bridge 2
And so I sail into your deep blue sea
and your waves keep on caressing me
We sail together to distant lands
We'll build our castles in the sand

The sea of love...
oh, the sea of love...
We're on the sea of love
We're sailing on the deep blue sea
together, just you and me...

The sea of love, is as big as an ocean
we will sail both near and far
spend our nights underneath the stars

Oh, the sea of love will carry us forever
We'll ride it's waves until the end of time

Bridge 2
And so I sail into your deep blue sea
and your waves keep on caressing me
We sail together to distant lands
We'll build our castles in the sand

The sea of love...
oh, the sea of love...
We're on the sea of love
We're sailing on the deep blue sea
together, just you and me...

Chorus repeat
fade to zero

John Derek Hamilton
April 14,2017

Copyright © John Hamilton | Year Posted 2017

Details | Rhyme |

Beyond The Breakers

Beyond The Breakers

Out beyond the breakers
Far from all the takers
Who shattered all my dreams from coming true

The posers and fakers
The beaters and shakers
Who paralleled the shore with the Big Blue

I got through to the other side
I kept sailing every tide
Just in time to hoist up the moonrakers

And catch the wind, while heaving to
Out on the vast and azure blue...
Searching my true North...beyond the breakers.

2.3.2017©deborah burch 


Copyright © Deborah Burch | Year Posted 2017

Details | Free verse |

The Island And The Sea

I am an island You are the endless sea From behind the dusky moon side You gently come to me. You come to me so slowly You move upon my shores Exploring my pearl'd silk dunes You make me wholly yours. I give you all I am the billow and the breeze the high-steep hills the sun-kissed meadows rocky paths and tropic leaves. You give me all you are On your froth I tread my dreams With light ripples you seduce me and harp music of sirens. With the low sound of your lapping waves you lull me into sleep Tenderly,brushing off solitude as nocturnal wafts cover my feet. I am an island You are the endless sea Ever young,ever strong willing and determined your tides protecting me. With million shades of crystal blue fresh waters flow to me to quench my earthly passion and fiery flames set free. I am an island You are the endless sea As long as I'm an island You 'll always be with me.

Copyright © Charmaine Chircop | Year Posted 2017

Details | Free verse |


Mute but immutable. Unmoving, unmoveable; timeless, yet tireless. Solitary stalwart sentinel surveils undulating horizon. Aberrant, achromatic clouds pock-mark the skies, as distant rumblings herald his adversary's latest gambit in their age-old conflict. The wrath of a thousand crashing, clashing, thrashing fists batter against the beleaguered sentry. Ceaselessly, remorselessly, the maelstrom assails him. But the foundations are firm and noble gatekeeper stands steadfast. Single-minded of purpose, placid custodian morphs into combatant as his luminous, voluminous blade carves luminescent arcs through chthonic cloak. Tenebrous tendrils wither and dissipate, impotent under intense lambent onslaught. His victory is only fleeting, as vanquished foes are summarily supplanted by more of their ilk in a seemingly continual surge. Again and again, over and over, tormentor presses the attack, exploiting any weakness. Over and over, again and again, valiant warden repels the barrage and despatches his enemies. And so the pattern repeats endlessly, unabated, as these eternal opponents jostle for position in a perpetual cycle of aggression and defence. Until eventually, finally, ultimately, the stale-mate is broken; when Tempest's tantrum is tamed and Blizzard's battalions have been banished, all is calm. Tranquillity is able to reassert herself and order has finally been restored; at least for the foreseeable future. Obligations fulfilled, the triumphant Guardian can now rest. Until the need arises again, until he's called upon once more, he will wait patiently, watch diligently, in unflagging vigilance. Forever resolute, a beacon of sanctuary, a symbol of hope, his is a thankless task, but the Protector of Mariners will always be needed. ----------------------------------- (C) John C Michaels, 27 July 2017 For Eve Roper's "Lighthouse" Contest. (1st Place)

Copyright © John Michaels | Year Posted 2017

Details | Haiku |

''the sea''

(beautiful!) Immense 
and Poseidon-like,—the sea
washes o'er my soul. 


Copyright © Ngoc Nguyen | Year Posted 2014

Details | Dramatic Verse |

Lilith Invoking

Winds blowing thru the land. 
Creatures of the night lurking.

Beware as the spirits take flight.
Over there in the ruined churchyard.

There lies the cracked bell,  some say,
It can be heard on the nightly breeze.  

Suddenly, I hear the screeching night owls. 
She's going to take you thru the tunnel of night.

I could barely hear a voice whispering my way. 
Just out of the shadows, I see her gazing at me.

She comes from heaven, earth lives in the underworld.
As the sea ebbed and flowed in honor of its dark lord.

And you slip naked between my sheets of silk. 
Beware that you do not step and lose your way.

For the night is long, and the sea is deep indeed.
As I drive your sons and daughters into ecstasy.

I love how you forbid your sons and daughters.
To commit the sins that you, yourself committed.

I travel thru mirrors along with the owls of night.
I wed thru adultery, and conceive thru murder. 

Beware that you do not lose your way this day.
Or your pleasure with life will not last long.

And you can be sure I will be there, to welcome,
Those who come to me, into the night, eternal !!!  

3/ 13/ 2013    2AM     Lilith is Adams first wife

Copyright © Debbie Duncan | Year Posted 2013

Details | Blank verse |

Heart Of The Sea

  Heart of the sea,deeper 
than a chasm-insatiable 
monster like the 
    Habouring the wrecks 
sunken ships and 
treasures,the abode of 
the titanic.
    Silent but troublesome.
Nereus safe haven and 
the Nereids on errand 
riding dolphins-saving or 
destroying at your will 
strange presence.
   Waves spread to all 
within minutes of your 
    Heart of the sea,so 
vast that a journey on 
you can't be 
accomplished without 
your guide.
   A shimmering rare 
looming underneath.   
Underneath u coldness is 
cast into oblivion-a 
warmth to the 
    Heart of the sea is like 
heart of a woman-always 
pregnant after delivery.
Who can fathom your 

Name:Ifeanyi Bob 
(Baron Of Ebullion)

Copyright © Ifeanyi Bob Ekechukwu | Year Posted 2013

Details | Free verse |

Foggy Night


The white orb, saturated with 
tidal flows, peers through the 

A ghost ship slips up the fog 
laden channel. 

Night gulls. sing with strident cries 

fog seeps in, the tide rolls out, 
day is gone, the night creeps on.

Trees, dressed in ebony, drift by. 
Water glistens, gold and wet.

Edges blurred night is soft and 
tender, damp seeps into cloth, 
hair, bone.
Tents of light spread over the 
foggy landing.

Hunters of the sea know not day 
nor night, fishers all, 
white feathers stark against the 
darkest shadows.

Palm trees, silhouetted in 
ochre gauze, black brushes hard 
with paint. 

Pilings sway, their waists cinched 
with rope. 

Matronly sentinels, the craft finds 
the woody bosom. 

Trisha Sugarek
Butterflies and Bullets

Copyright © Trisha Sugarek | Year Posted 2014

Details | Monorhyme |

Hollys' Dawn


At dawn a secret Shadow tries 
to catch a glint of Sea's surprise
when Daybreak sheds her dim disguise
and silent, signals Sun to rise

Then arctic moods and murky eyes
grow warm, glow light as Morning ties
her silken, silver Water prize
with strands of sand to gentle Skies


Copyright © Lycia Harding | Year Posted 2015

Details | Imagism |

A Farmer's Eyes and a Sailor's Shadow

A thorough yield
On a farm field of far east
It took me time to realize
How far I am to my far east of coast

Call of my weather
Call of my winds
I sailed further and farther
To my naked coasts
Naive songs, Nimble rains
Nile of rivers, Nascent clouds

Reaching this far
I kissed my earth
Ground of my grief
Glory of my ghosts
Glad is those leaves
However scanty they are

Cast is my shadows
No longer they hide
My colors and my figures
They cast numbers on stars
Measure their light
Scope my winters
Scale my summers
Scanty my rains
Scuttle I wish my springs

Now let me see my greens
Their leveling heights
Their leafy gaze
Their spiderly gesture
Their primordial texture
Now let me be slow
In company of my greens

#Poem by +Gokul Alex

Copyright © Gokul Alex | Year Posted 2013

Details | Quatrain |

His Love is a Red Sea

His smile is like sunlight
He moves like poetry
His voice is an Arabian night
His love is a Red Sea

Copyright © Cameron Hartley | Year Posted 2014

Details | Sonnet |

Suck It Up

How does one know, they're on the right path?
We all take our chances, let fate do the math.
Understanding is key, when things don't seem right.
I know I will see, someday see the light.
Positive I am, no matter what happens.
Sometimes I still cry, could you pass me a napkin?
Nothing is perfect, no, it never will be.
Life is unpredictable, compare life to the sea.
Sometimes it is calm, and other times so rough.
Stay afloat, get over it, swim under it, suck it up!

Copyright © Roxanne Watson | Year Posted 2014

Details | I do not know? |

My Wishes are Simple

My Wishes are Simple

My wishes are simple,
my desires few,

to gaze upon an ocean,
and marvel at a solitary drop of dew.

My wishes are simple,
my dreams not too grand,

to feel the waves teasing my tired feet,
with no footprints left in the cool, wet sand.

My wishes are simple,
my thoughts serenely gentle, calm,

my heart resting beneath a swaying palm,

healing my being, caressed by nature's soothing balm.

Copyright © Scribbler Of Verses | Year Posted 2013

Details | I do not know? |

For Bruce Springsteen

for bruce springsteen...

it was a rain-swept monsoon day

way back then, so many moons away

when i felt the music strumming in my veins

setting me free like a runaway horse without any reins

you sang of simple truths, 

your verse spoke to people just like me

in my lonely, wasted, and desolately quiet night

as you screamed out tragic human wrongs, and of everyone's plight

'bobby jean' spoke to me

of that girl down the street

glimpses of whom, we as innocents would furtively meet

and 'the river' that flowed through my ever-barren heart

led me down further roads of thunder

when slowly i finally learnt that the hardest part was fighting on

and never to surrender

to the hard-luck dreams that were born to run

while i danced in the dark 

with memories vivid and stark

even as i whined like that dog who for forever lost his howling bark

and then a 'human touch' came along

and 'better days' seemed real, not just words in a song

and still you sang and swayed and spoke straight into my unseeing eyes

as gardens of secrets were opened, and as your fist punched the skies

in an anger that i too felt and in whose cauldron i too burned

as we saw murder get incorporated, while on its wobbly axis, our fragile world apathetically turned

and then suddenly i was told that i was all grown up

working on a highway of scattered ideals

and absolving myself by sprinkling some coins in a waiting cup

well, after all these years of walking along so many a thorny road

with an armour of your verse covering me, even as i hear them taunt me and even as they continue to goad

but now i can feel myself fading away, into the bleakness of this coming night

just like the ghost of that old tom joad...

Copyright © Scribbler Of Verses | Year Posted 2013

Details | Dramatic monologue |

There's No Place Like Home

The beings we are, conjured as such, from the dust of stars, live in a mystery of the mind.  Forgetting who we are, we call out orders, like a sea captain, staring into the future, with far away eyes.  The crew and good ship, sail the endless ocean of life, where the seaweed of sin, can trap them in still and dead waters.  The wraiths of sailors, haunt the empty decks, where the wind teases the tattered sails.  Their lonely cries, like the calls of seabirds, echo across the morning mist, for the wanderers fear, is to die far from loved ones, where the stars cry tears, that streak across the sky.  There is no place like home, where those who know and understand you, drink a toast to loves' reunion!

Copyright © meru groen | Year Posted 2016

Details | Free verse |


When the storm is over you
And you feel the ocean waves
Crashing and pushing you around
Let me be your lighthouse

When you feel your strength waning
And you can’t swim anymore
If the waves won’t let you float
Let me be your lighthouse

If you feel the rocks below
Cutting and hurting your tired body
And you think of letting go
Let me be your lighthouse

If the pain becomes too much
And the storm inside makes you sink
If you have no more hope
Let me be your lighthouse

Let me lend you my strength
For my light will show the way
To calm and peaceful oceans
Where you can rest and refrain

From sinking in the dark abyss
For my light will keep you afloat
It will keep the dangers at bay
Until you can reach the shore

Let me lend you my strength
Let me be your support rock
Until you can conquer the pain
Until you can defeat the storm

Then the strength you have inside
Will shine white and bright
Your light will join mine
And there will be two lighthouses

December 31, 2016

Copyright © Claudia Polydoro | Year Posted 2016

Details | Lyric |


Up comes the ocean
Wave, froth and story
Awesome commotion
Stupendous glory                                                
The doors are open

The doors are open
Tumult in still silence
Churning in the water
Now the silence sweet 
In the seventh heaven

In the seventh heaven
As we smell the salt
The sea comes to a halt
For a tiny moment of
Beauty just begotten 

Copyright © Probir Gupta | Year Posted 2016

Details | Prose Poetry |


Saturated with fish fry smells, Bar-B-Cue smoke,
rodeo dust and sounds of deep water blues,
with teasing frothing lace spread on the shore,
Gulf Coast birth breeze blew winds 
in sails to Caribbean Sea, Blue Mountain
berries, banana walk yam hills,

And coconut rain drops tapping reggae beats
on zinc roof tops on cool verandah nights,
in herb scented air, curling roast breadfruit smoke.

The tarrying there tested the soul,
matured the spirit, fulfilled long tried
attainments of deferred dreams; then
the sea recruited its journeyman again.

Pacific Coast pleaded an adopted native son home.  Home
to new sea shore sands dusted in smog self negation
of urbane destruction and self nullification of community,
caught in the veiled nightmare—lurking in the promise land.

Hence, lessons learned from a gospel tower that never knew a church,
yet gave life-lived sermons that put homiletics to shame, crucifying
pipe-dream pie-in-the-sky nuances on the crosses of realities.

Atlantic waves, undulating like rhythmic buttocks, frothed
a scent of magnetism greater than the tightening hold of gravity,
attracting an uneasy soul, searching spiritual solaced sands; only
to discover that the seas all share the same shored design:  Yes.
Same shared sorrowful savage slave story!  Different sea: same sand.
Now awaits Guinea Coast sunsets and Cape of Good Hope
cul-de-sac early morning sunrises; then on to the sands of heaven.
Regrets are for those who fail to chase their dreams to realities.

Copyright © millard lowe | Year Posted 2017

Details | Verse |

A Dance Upon the Sea

We sit at the waters edge comforting a sweet embrace.
It stills our hearts and breaths to see the dolphins play.
Synchronized arches of dance in the air and back down.
Nose first into the sea and back up again breaking surf.
Flair of beauty, impressive moves, pirouetting from the sea.
They're awe-inspiring masters of their water ballet display.

Copyright © Connie Gildersleeve | Year Posted 2013

Details | Lyric |

Drifting Mainly

You belong to me mate 	 ( Intro )
And that be that!
Get on board
And grab your hat!

The ship was aghast at its new passenger	( Verse )
Like disdain for the lives that they now left behind,
Newcomers were scarce 
And they never would last
But I held up my chin nice and high.

The bloke who took me screamed	( Pre-chorus )
“Mop up the deck we’ve got things to do!” 
But I said sir, 
I’m just a boy and don’t know what’s to do.

And he said		( Chorus )
“Drifting mainly
Sailin the shores
Taking what’s mine 
And leaving what’s yours
Cause you know, we ain’t dead yet.”

Taking the seas for more than eight moons
We found islands and loot
That was bigger than most.
The taste of sea air 
With its wind in my hair
Took me away to this new life I lead.

After mopping the deck 
He grabbed my hand and screamed
 “Steer this ship boy!”
But I said sir,
I’m just a lad and don’t know where to go.

So the crew yelled	( Chorus )
“Drifting mainly
Sailin the shore
Taking what’s mine 
And leaving what’s yours
Cause you know, we ain’t dead yet.”

Surprising to me 
Was my unshaven face
The captain looked on 
And smiled with grace,
We stopped at a place 
Where the women were loose and didn’t mind
If we took a peak.

He said “Now you’re a man so let’s get on that boat,
We got places to be and some people to rope,
So grab that sword and drop that mop
Cause you’re no longer a boy in my eyes.”

I practiced the duel with the men in the crew
The captain took eye to my devilish pride,
And he took me aside and said 
 “Even in death I’m gonna miss you boy 
But don’t let it strike you 
Or kill your spirits
Cause even time can beat out the Grim.”

Then in the darkness came fire and screams,
Our vessel had stopped after fourteen years,
The crew fought hard and beat most of the men
But now, my Captain was dead.

We took the new ship watching ours sink deep
Saying goodbye to our drowning escape,
The crew turned towards me and asked
“What do we do?” and I smiled,
And they did to.

And we yelled    ( Chorus )
“Drifting mainly
Sailin the shores
Takin what’s mine
And leaving what’s yours
Cause you know, we ain’t dead yet.”

Copyright © John Paluszek | Year Posted 2013

Details | Free verse |


Colourfication You are my azure sky and I, your silver sea. We merge at our horizon in dawn's pale saffron light. Late afternoon, my violet waves shimmer beneath your crimson sky, and in eventide, your bright coral glow warms my deep emerald sea. In dark of night, your strong, deep jet hues meet my quivering magnolia waves, stirred by the bright moonbeams that reflect and dance with their song of love. At last, my sea gently ripples at horizon's line, cradled by your embracing sky, as I drift into sweet carnation dreams, until the dawning sun once again wakes our horizon. Sandra M. Haight ~3rd Place~ Contest: United Colors: Colourfication Sponsor: Silent One Judged: 03/21/2016 Colors used in order of appearance: azure, silver, saffron, violet, crimson, coral, emerald, jet, magnolia, carnation

Copyright © Sandra Haight | Year Posted 2016

Details | Free verse |

The Sea Rolls With The Breeze

Seagulls seagulls by the seashore open your eyes and you shall see more of the world's magik in front of your face why oh why would I ever replace the memory of that foamy sea crashing onto the shore while the seagulls are laughing with the children once more who feed them with eyes full of wonder to their curious delight seashells from dead oysters shine of the moon's pale sea light as they mate like the birds and the bees my sea kisses the sky when it rolls with the breeze.

Copyright © Bj Fard | Year Posted 2013

Details | Free verse |

Assailing Marine

The sea is calm and collected
A sparkling blanket of blue
But on the horizon looms a tempest
And the veil becomes choppy

Lightning strikes in the distance
Causing the tidal sheets to vacate
Like the cocking of a pistol
And the mouth of Poseidon opens wide

The wall of destruction approaches
Bowing to nothing, the terror
It bears an iron fist
And the great wave swallows

Nothing but darkness remains
With a swirling, watery chaos
A strange limbo surrounds
For a time, lacking direction

But suddenly the bath plug is pulled
And the liquid devastation dissipates
The trident returns to its cradle
And the storm subsides


Copyright © Kaelan Fox | Year Posted 2016

Details | Prose Poetry |

The Rising Son

                                   Son of the Sea TrilogyPart2 
                                  The Rising Son/ Dedicated to: The Slauson Village

On hot summer night lovers lay along the beachfront
Caressing each other so gently as the amber coals in the sandpits slowly melt away
The waves rise and tumult with such majestic force and beauty splashing against the shoreline relentlessly
Infinite as time itself and ever constant.
The pulsation of the conga drum permeates every pebble and grain of sand on the beach
The tinkle and the rat-a-tat-tat of empty bottles and discarded tin cans are transformed into precise percussion instruments
The melodic shrills of the magic flute weave it's translucent web encompassing the gritty growls and riffs that emanate from the golden mouth of the improvisational sounding sax...

                                      The Dance Has Begun

Slender black bodies glisten in the soft moonlight...jerking and gyrating in perfect rhythm to the beat of the drum
The sweet aroma of herbs fills the night air and wine flows freely
Emotions are high and love abounds
The music reaches a crescendo and comes to a gradual halt
A long awaited sigh of relief can be heard then solitude follows...
Dawn ushers in the distant light 
Destined to radiate its warmth and shine in the new day of the rising son

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Copyright © Allen Hackett | Year Posted 2013

Details | Free verse |


Slicing through bellowing winds,
Cracking the mirror in two;
Black silhouettes cascade down the glass,
Catching the golden hues
that stare, deceived by their own reflections
marred in the murky depths,
never to see truth.

Copyright © Jasmine Khurana | Year Posted 2016

Details | Prose |

In the sea beer

Those two submarines are playing cards on their lunch break,
Suddenly a boiled egg passes and say:
-Hi five what you guys doing?
-We are playing cards
-Can I play?!
-This is only for members. 
-That's OK 
-I was going to the barbershop anyway,
- Ask Hydra for a Beer egg 
- I have been going to AA man are you crazy!,
The egg vomits 
The submarines laugh 
Hydra juggles

Dedicated to Professor Adriano Moreira

Copyright © PEDROS FERNANDES | Year Posted 2013