Best Neptune Poems

Pele shared her rage; passionate she boiled
For her love feisty, my Ke aloha 
Sweet ocean, caress... pilialoha
Massaging her beach, my waves gently toiled.

 Are you my niece, love? Young Vulcan’s sister? 
Answering, she said,  “Come… E kipa mai! 
 Who are you, Kahu? Tell...

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Neptune 
 The king sits on a wooden throne on a turf of
dry land, his country has been swallowed up
by the sea, turns to his premier and says; why 
didn´t you ask the Dutch for help, their flat 
country has been beneath sea levels for...

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although you are quite unaware
of this piece of knowledge or of my existence
you are my sun
the center of my galaxy
i orbit you, cling to you for life, depend on you
but i am neptune
isolated and far and small
and completely hopeless
for you are far too strong to...

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The air perfumed with soggy hope
Once more my thoughts turn to you
That fine spring day we did elope
Neptune blushed a vivid blue
Releasing tulips, away we flew





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As the great God Neptune rises from the sea
he wears the Statue of Liberty as his crown 
for all to see 

he can make the earth shake the waters boil and the winds to blow 
 everyone must understand that the earth is his kingdom
it...

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Spiritual regeneration and universal intelligence
Neptune in the 9th hour invokes lucid dreams
and third eye visions of intuitiveness oh
Lapis Lazuli in the shadow of a frosted moon
I become omniscient like the great horned owl
to Samhains’ coming Ostara as the ebb and flow
of sacred aqua return now...

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Neptune boasts the strongest winds 
And the wildest storms 
Deep blue Neptune 
Similar to the sea on a stormy day 
Its angry, uncontrollable storms 
Make Neptune perfect for its name 
  
Cold, light-hours away and uninviting 
Neptune holds many secrets 
Only a fraction of...

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the lissom sea lily a testament at your death
feathered petals left in memory

but are you dead, Neptune? 
I am no longer reminded of 
the spotted watery wedding veil along the edge
it has now become a frozen blue veil
around a beach ball
hung or strung 
in the...

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The planet Neptune for god of the sea
was titled from Roman mythology.
His wife Salacia three sons Neptune bore
with Triton most celebrated in lore
both Greek and Roman as merman, then famed
as the largest moon of Neptune so named.

While three decades back faint rings were spotted
though merely...

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next to neptune
am i calling too soon
yesterday i was
across from the moon
today it seems 
i'm as pressed 
as your faded blue jeans

little baby
don't sing so blue
my blue baby
night will come for you
days we'll martyr after
what was once 
meant to be

fighting layers
liars lay
where lilacs stray
my baby...

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the lissom sea lily a testament at your death
feathered petals left in memory

but are you dead, Neptune?
I am no longer reminded of 
the pin-spotted watery wedding veil
along the edge
it has now become a frozen blue veil
around a beach ball
hung or strung
in the black nowhere space

can...

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Triton:
We are here for the gathering,
For the awakening of our nearest stars.
We care little of what the other has to say.
We only want what's best for ourselves.

Nereid:
I've been dust-flexing for many suns now.
I grow weaker with each turn.
My level of solitude in the white realm,...

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Tall tale conveyed
A little like a charade
Was about a mermaid
Partook in a parade
Long golden hair in braid
Eyes brilliant of gems inlaid
Seated on a throne of jade
Draped in seaworthy brocade
She was beautifully portrayed
While her graceful horses neighed

They passed by a colourful arcade
Enchanted was she by a...

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July saw you drinking mimosas
underneath a tree that wept shadows.
You were never one for cloudless days
by the sea. Silver wax over golden dust.
You are beginning to realize
blue might be the loneliest colour
when caught without the sun. 

Yet only the ocean can speak of love in...

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The hand of Neptune
sprouted from the sea,
megalith,
fortress of stone
and inside were sailors
who’d died at sea;
lonely souls
lost to a watery abyss.

The hand of Neptune
has raised them from
a watery grave;
one last wave
to the bygone hopefuls,
left behind...
remember...


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