Best Coast Poems

At the Gold Coast




Parched and dry I stand,
Waiting and recalling 
thirsty for your love,
At the Gold Coast 
we met last summer,
Under the blue 
on the sandy gold,
Memories afresh
Soothing winds unfold !

Your deep dark eyes that 
pierced into my heart
Our tale of passion
at first sight did...

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                                 cheers from the bleachers
        ...

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Morning fog was parting  for the day's performance,
and an audience of just me sat cross legged,
waiting for ghosts.
They appeared slowly, one by one.
Old whalers, freighters and, fifty yards out, 
slate grey bones scarred with burnt sienna,
a young trawler.
A Cormorant dried its wings on the...

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(A Blank Verse Sonnet)

At fifty-two, a new career is launched
in beauty firm installed on eastern shore,
to aid all those who live with problem skin.
As sales increase, adventure swells; she wins 
awards, free  trips, new friends, and diamond rings.
With pride, she dons the pen for...

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On this ship I'll cruise the Scottish Isles
Coast on coast for many a mile
Rocks and sand, castles that are grand
Beauty that has been graced by many hands

Isle of Iona what a dream
Where the beautiful stone Abbey can be seen
Much of your beauty destroyed over the...

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Spring has come in the Sunshine Coast!
Carried by the wings of Humming birds
flying through the Pacific Flyway,
flowing like a dash of fresh air
Spring has come here to stay!

Look, there in the shallow beaches,
Great Blue Herons wait for the prey,
their aquatic love for eelgrass
keeps them waiting...

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I.

He also sees eyes that sparkle off 
the golden coast readily as the
weight of the sea, who with her 
pounding fist rolls the beach flat
and erases the footprints.

Who steals the light and places it on the crests of waves?

Is she the Atlas who holds my...

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there once was a scary ghost
who lived out on the west coast
scared the dead back to life
more scary than the wife
but he doesn't like to boast...

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Oregon Coast Vacation

My heart yearns for a place of peaceful desire
A place where the impulse of adventure will entice
Florence, Newport, and Yachats Oregon Coast where the tall pine grow
Where rivers and ocean are turquoise gradient of paradise

A place where the impulse of adventure will entice
Camping,...

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Back east its snowing, 
there's blizzards galore.
Here on the west coast 
we count our daffodils and more.

Its sunny, its bright,
Spring blooms all around.
While back in the east 
a winter wonderland is found.

We are blessed on the coast,
Canada's banana belt
and we hope for your sakes
the ice...

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This outlier locked up (snug as a bug in a rug) within the keystone state
extremely remote from ground zero of Biblical deluge, he humbly didst rate
the pride and prejudice (questionable sense and sensibility) 
   of indiscriminate resultant landfall upon this oblate
  ...

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Great White Sharks are a Gold Coast wonder
Though crocodiles may steal their thunder
But all surfers know
It is time to go 
When kangaroos line up Down Under...

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Life is pleasant on the Atlantic coast
Fishing is surely what I enjoy most
     Songs of gulls surrounding me
     Colorful shells line the sea
And of my exploits I feel I must boast

The breeze is refreshing as winds pick...

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Flying the California Coast

My California coastline
A song of endlessly repeating peaks
Singing verses of silence
Whispering unknown refrains

Mossy sand and stone
Thinly veiled and misted
Striated curves 
Etched in stony hardness 
The brain's soft folds
Hide truths unknown
Organic, orgasmic, orchestral
A geology of the heavens

Roads who wander through villages 
Plopped within...

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The Ballad of John Muir Woods

	
	I squint at the splendid morning sun	 
	golden filtered bright rays conveyed.	
	Speaking they say, sit, little one		 
	rest a spell in our noble shade.

	I squint at this forest of titans
	sitting, I wait for more whisperings.
	They weigh my thoughts across the...

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