Atlantis Poems

The Streets Of Atlantis

Close your eyes
Relax and journey with me
Walk with me through the streets of Atlantis
Lost to us by savage time
Share with me the golden city
Watch the sun through the turquoise
As the people walk peacefully
This city should be a model for others
Full of peace, honor, and beauty
Sadly, what you are seeing is merely a dream
Created by your

When I Visited Lemuria from Atlantis

When I crossed the violet bridge of thought,
From crystal-veined Atlantis — I was caught
By Lemuria’s breath, warm like a sigh,
Where mountains hummed and stars walked by.

There were no towers, no kings, no gold,
But forests that whispered truths untold.
The air was mind — the wind, intent,
And time bowed down wherever it went.

Children sang in languages of

When I Was in Atlantis

When I was in Atlantis,
We walked not on ground, but upon fields of light.
The air itself knew our names —
And the stars bent low to whisper secrets.

We spoke in silence,
Words unneeded between hearts that saw all.
Clairvoyance was breath,
Clairsentience our compass,
And the soul — a library open wide.

Crystals sang in our temples,
Drawing energy from the eternal

Princess of Atlantis

Written: May 23, 2024

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I call you a Venus-blooded princess
deity related to grace and love
you, alone, lost track of your roots
you seem like an amnesiac orphan
searching for love
and a

Atlantis

Science thus submerge
temples oceans atlantis
secret narratives

Lights of Atlantis

                    Lights of Atlantis 


                 brightest evening star,
            

Atlantis

Welcome to Atlantis
We're glad you're here
We hope you had a safe trip
And welcome you with open arms
Allow me to tell you the history
Of our lovely city of Atlantis
We used to play baseball
We erected statues
We carved out a society
Built on hopes and dreams
And told our children
Just go to school
Be all that you can be
The future is

We Felt Beloved and Brilliant

Ancient Atlantis was Utopia. 
I know for I was a prominent citizen. 
We felt loved, revered, respected.
We became complacent, haughty, arrogant. 

Our technology was incredibly advanced
Brought to us through our dream states 
Thanks to space travelers who deemed us worthy. 
Our heads were puffed up. We were Atlantis and we were fine!

Our Utopian city was

Atlantis of the Sands

Ubar, you are elusive and evasive.
Pushing the sands of time toward other places
Hiding in the bowels of your comfortable spot
Deep within the stomach of the southern Arabian sands

Wabar, you are secretive and secluded
Choosing to linger below the surface, 
Almost impossible to discover,
Gloating in your ethereal resting place.

Iram, you are intriguing and enticing
Keeping yourself alive in

The Atlanteans

The Atlantean’s : Bce
(South coast of Britain)

The old man stood on the shore and felt the morning chill cutting deeply into him , the sky was grey and mirrored the mood of the few survivors that had gathered , all of who’m  looked outward for a miraculous salvation .
The old one turned ‘and pulling

Buoyancy Aid

I remember the Man from Atlantis from forty years ago
I watched his show when I was a kid
The man with webbed hands and feet swimming underwater

He was cool in his aquatic world
But I've an improvement
The Man from Atlantis needs a keel for better buoyancy

Just like a submarine
Increasing his amphibious abilities
Where he can effortlessly rise and

Hark I Hear Atlantis Calling--

...by gone past former shores of lands mishandle!;
Alas disoriented having lost one's bearings;
adrift going round in circles at sea darkness covers;
Hark! I hear Atlantis calling...
As the sea brings me light the candles;
Of the painted blacken skies;
Hark! I hear Atlantis calling...
Yet still alive, lost amidst the waters;

Prince Namor whose off the deck;
Surfaces on to this timeless

Atlantis

Atlantis is out there somewhere, it's common logic  
Falling out of favor with the deities, it submerged in the Atlantic
To be discovered one day
Possibly it's not far away
My real name is Charles, Greek for “Plato”, common knowlege

Atlantis

Still
Here in
Atlantis,
Mother of pearls.
Iridescent; being pregnant with light,
A world rebuilding - waiting to hold you.
Resurfacing:
Sea the sun,
Finding 
Home.

Atlantis Rises

Atlantis rises


Under the water a city floats.
Invisible walls protect the people from the ocean.
Above the waves, nobody knows of the city below.
The worshipers lay flowers before their Gods to show their devotion.


For centuries this city has stood against the wave of incoming tides.
For generations its people have tried,
To find a way to live above and

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