Atlantic Poems - Poems about Atlantic

The ship of dreams Opulent surroundings Fancy bed linens Luxurious dinner plates and tablecloths Gleaming virginal utensils Dazzling crystal chandeliers Polished walnut woodwork Gold gilded fireplaces Wardrobes ready for furs and dresses An experienced captain Eager staff Bustling activity Musicians, artists, businessmen aboard High ranking officials, wealthy industrialists, celebrities Cruising flawlessly in clear blue sea A haven and heaven during the day Easy sleeping and dreaming in the evening J.P. Morgan was...

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{“The salty ocean splashes and smears against my knees and I cannot help but mistake it for the bleeding of my heart they tarnished and flashed open. From the cool air that shafts within the breeze, your breeze. The willows for which I take a glimpse at, confining our prosperity. Introspection they seize with their...

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Waves call out in song, Sea breeze teases sunlit hair— Sands of time await. Flip-flops mark our path to peace, Horizon holds dreams aloft....

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When anarchy consumes a barren soul, the hatred overwhelms the beating heart. It sickens minds and steals the body whole then rips the cloth of empathy apart. Existence lies between what evil craves and what your world may courier by sea. Your life is steered by ships upon the waves and sustenance determines destiny. But death awaits beneath the tidal rush where...

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With lone intent, all freedom it will wrest if obstinance you let these wolves deny. As tonnage sinks beneath the torrid crest your struggles for survival magnify. Each flailing ship that ferries surety is fodder for the fathoms of abyss. Their shattered hulls sink swiftly ‘neath the sea to slumber in the tragedy of bliss. But if the whims of Tritan so declare the...

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His restless wolves still taunt each dauntless ship, though sly attrition neutralized their hunt, for subterfuge let not a whisper slip as vantage shifted on the battlefront. A riddle solved unveiled the raging packs as alpha domination was denied. The murky depths, once cloaking their attacks, no longer let the roaming devil’s hide. Beware their silence seeking to avail for confidence shall feed complacency. Be...

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Smell of jazmine mixed with fishy waters. Smell of something missed long time ago. Listening to the seagulls squawking in the morning brings me back to my ocean. Three days out from the inland, I faced happiness again. Three days with my windows open to the...

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Why this is my tale Of my family tree and roots The what and where My Gaelic Celtic Surname origins came Straight out of my Liverpool home Retracing my heritage right back to The emerald island of Eire Galway Bay And the Wild Atlantic Way Which paved the way Where the Ferocious O'Flaherty Clan initially began and surname came To Aughnanure Castle On the...

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buckle up a hundred dollars at the poker table gives you less time then you think only an ace could kill the mood they had the ace Ace…you are done Atlantic City won...

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in Namib desert, Atlantic meets the desert a wonderful sight...

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The Atlantic ocean...,an unrelenting mistress More'n ten thousand leagues under the sea next to an octopus's garden in the shade. OceanGate manufacturer of the Titan Submersible, which vessel that set out to reach Titanic shipwreck with five passengers officials believe the suffered a “catastrophic implosion” apt analogy to mein kampf. Major tsuris, the loss of innocent lives or being robbed blind for seventeen thousand five hundred buck a...

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Sand Bar "Your focus determines your reality." —Qui-Gon Jinn Witnessing an amazing low-tide phenomenon, as if a walkway to a parallel world has suddenly appeared, extending one-half mile from East Beach out to sea People are slowly gathering, walking, stopping, stooping, staring in silence, speaking softly— I'm as eager as Simon Peter to join them, yet somewhat afraid of walking where there has been only seawater minutes before— Chattering dolphins beckoning in the distance instill confidence So I join them, stepping from...

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Marble-sided buildings sunk in the sand Jumped 40 glassy stories on command. Everyone thinks life is nothing and money’s grand. Rolling chair hawkers spiel and cutely chide Sunday suited daddies to pay for their brides. So, a cavalcade of marmalade mommies ride, (Fatted infants firmly holstered at each side), Tossing constant comment diapers drenched with pride To the beach where broken dreamers...

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Contently I gaze upon marshmallowry fluff formations floating pass my daydreamy mind-space of rapturous enchantment... *Inspired by peaceful cloud watching.......

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Remembering Achill island where: landscape so barren echoes with loneliness. Remnants of harsh winter slowly receding, leaving terrain behind burnt from elements. Will spring bring a green renaissance? High on cliffs inquisitive Peregrine Falcon, sharp-eyed and watching ocean frenzy. Arrogant bird of prey, with attitude, indifferent to Achill's weather. Sojourner birds will return with spring. Glacial island's intriguing domain. Atlantic storms forever sculpt prospect, as bitter winter...

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