Beach Poems | Examples of Beach Poetry

2024.4.20 Saturday one year ago. It was our first trip ever. We visited S back beach. A warm beautiful sunny day. This trip would not happen If my USB was not damaged. I lost three years worthed of travelling photos and videos. As soon as you knew about it, For some unknown reasons, You promptly promised in your own will To travel with...

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It feels like spring oh I want to sing, It’s a happy feeling for spring is here again Run and tell your friend That spring is here once more And we are going to party on the shore my emotions is riding high like a missile exploding in the sky get the orchestra and come we are going to raise our voices throughout the...

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The summer holidays are here! Time to relax and unwind. Let's head for the beach, build sandcastles, ride on donkeys and paddle in the sea. The golden sun is shining - No clouds are in sight. We apply coconut scented lotion then lay on beach towels taking care not to burn! We unpack our picnic hamper onto a huge tartan rug. There’s lots of delicious treats food...

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surfer hangs ten; falls into water with a splash on the jagged rocks yonder high waves crash ...

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"The sea, once it casts its spell, holds one in its net of wonder forever." — Jacques Cousteau It was an early summer morning at the desolate beach Seagulls soared over the water searching for crabs within reach The waves gently crashed ashore and left ocean treasures to find, sea glass, star fish, urchins and other ocean debris of...

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Healing yet Hurting, the watchers' boat will spin A doctor leans over scans for symptoms that signal surrender. She swims through like thunder to win finds strength within. Worriedly Waiting, friend wishes she'd ask herself "why" and paces the French side. Heartfully helping, she rises a moment to wave, before waves re-hide He feels pride inside Stand by the starlight,...

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128 Gallon of Milk "The unique medium" Castile Dermal they spoke as his name. They said he was an original person with some great ideas. He refused to see past the frustration of the word can't. Some saw him as a great person , nut others either needly wished him to fail or go away. He would use his knowledge of science to make better conditions were historically people who had needed...

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As the tide retreats, the shore unveils a tapestry of deep garnet and crushed ruby sand, spread before a mosaic of polished rocks. Towering above, the jagged cliffs rise steeply, their weathered faces carved by relentless waves. Ancient glyphs emerge, whispering timeless secrets to the ever-listening ocean below. ...

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I promise to be true and I won’t allow anyone or anything to come between me and you, the stakes are too high and already we are soaring in the sky, I will reach the summit close to the sun and I will show you something that you have never seen before the day...

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you stand watch ship of night tides....i left shore and took my soul to the sea...

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The other Illusion I met a group of people I vaguely thought familiar after a while it came to me and said, you are the same people I met 15 years ago, glad laughter we wondered if you had forgotten us. I was baffled an old dream had produced a new one or was there no past it all happens...

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Lost in the depth of the night your hand finds mine Walking along the beach we disappear beyond the shore Ocean dreams, starfish wishes I am yours, you are mine. ...

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Anapest! Intro ---------------Coda and all inbetween. Très chère Mère and La porte de Mon Père are proposed names for the Restaurants. There a 40 piece Orchestra can perform. Seating and dining areas separate. Two Restaurants in the same building and a deal with the Bed and Breakfast 1/4 miles down. The Three doors Down Deal will inspire a more family oriented feeling. We'll let the ballroom be used for alternatives but...

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Find my hand dreaming in this blaze of consolidation Lighten your lift from out our tell-tale indentation Brush off the beach in trickles that echoes still our play above where my knees have offered themselves to pray Under swaying shadows rustle out breezes cast from azure pools Where white peaks slip into sprays spilling seas mirrored in jewels Find sun drenched...

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Water kept gushing out of the roots exposing the living truth the rivers have burst their banks and the animals are running lose all over the land. I kept telling myself that this time of the year the weather is supposed to be fair but chaos and confusion keeps clogging up the pipe lines, and daylight sweeps...

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