Best Littoral Poems

The wind faces us down, a bitter housemaster
seeing our tricks, he raises his willowy cane, 
jealous of our freedom and wings 

Then pitiless comes the...

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Do you see the frame or the cage?
Step beyond and into this: a rare and colourful bliss,
island of calm in an ocean of rage...
Yesterday, the...

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Written: September 12, 2023
Ocean Poetry Contest                   ...

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Littoral
lullaby as
wave washed pebbles
babble back along the
beach...

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Luke Laker locks lengthy lovely letters and lollypops in a
locker lying at lonesome lounge in learning field, linking
lake Lawson to the left of Larry`s law...

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This dread disease that has afflicted my home, 
This malady, this plague on my house;
This making convertible the former quaintness and provincialism thereof 
Into something...

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“ the problem with Equality is that we desire it only with our superiors”


“Equal were all and happy they all were,
Deceits and falsehoods were unheard...

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Voyagers, convene thyselves to return, among us...
Caesura, crown nigh clod, a sylph unwept,
elision thy silhouette, meno thy minuet...
Thine late occurence on thee, wake of cerise...

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Rapturous noise from the sky;
makes dark clouds to shed crocodile tears,
as heavy wind blows,
sand,paper and polythenes fly and float 
all through and through...
Many roofing sheets...

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With the manes of wild orphaned horses,
They nuzzle their sand-children, silted-in
The worrisome surf, spitting out their cries
For moon-lit mothers tit

Then, too long on the belly...

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You little ant, you are little ant!!!
W’ere are you going?
From were are going
From Egypt to promise desert land
From sun getting up to it sleeping.
Did thou...

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The sequestered plots of green
the rice shoots sway in the wind
overcast sky remains strangely still
ominous signs of a heavy downpour
that may flood the crop field
washing...

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Those days are gone, set
afloat upon waves of air-
that in which we dreamed, for we
were dreamers...adrift in the water
that took us to wherever
the currents flowed-
into...

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ORIGINS

I
It began in the dank basement of the Thallasic column
steeped in abyssal brine of a thousand supernovae
so much alchemic sludge churned up, expelled by the...

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