Best Ness Poems

Oh, Loch Ness monster, there you are,
from depths below to surface came...
and Nessie you are called by name.

'Neath eerie moon that glows afar
and thunder clouds with battle cries
that summon lightning to the skies,

you raise your head, just like a star
in monster films, yet you seem...

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The cooling evening breeze lifted and moved the laggard clouds
filtering the burnished moon through the sheer curtains  on  either side,
makes nature shiver.

Moon holds its gaze with longing over the Scottish Highlands
watching Nessie swim in the dark of the silver facets mirror lake.
She’s grandiose...

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Limerick : Once a brave laddie at Lake Loch Ness

    for one who calls no one "Monster"
             when the truth may not be known:
      ...

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A Spring stroll down the River Ness
With it's sparkling water fresh to finesse
The sun above as the blue sky roams
Inverness is my Highland home

Mountain back drop with heather's and ferns
Greenery so lush, that makes heads turn
Wildlife in wander going about their day
Beautiful ducks on the...

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Lone Li Ness is my name
No one calls it; I have no friends.
I had one once in second grade
But she moved

Shyness kept me from having other ones
Some loud kids lied about me being a bully
In fourth grade, and it stuck
In 7th grade I was “odd”...

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Is-ness of being-ness,
the now-continuum,
unbroken awareness,
moment to moment thus,
in vibrant blissfulness.

Is-ness of being-ness,
wherein we so cognise
expanded consciousness,
encompassing all worlds,
when entwined with oneness.

Is-ness of being-ness,
throb of soundless thunder
enlivening stillness,
which our heart celebrates,
in childlike playfulness.

Is-ness of being-ness,
soma nectar dripping,
heightened rapturousness,
aligned with love divine,
magnetised in fullness.

18-May-2022...

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With no mindless questions to ask
Swathed in blissful moonlight, we bask
The vast void is where we belong
Facade of form, a cloak, a mask

Vibrant presence sings a love song
Childlike heart taking all along
Ambling along gently with ease
Cognisant of our heart’s love gong

As erst patterns of old...

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The shy monster deep in Loch Ness
Looks great and dresses to impress
But when fashion designer start arriving
She feels silly and decides upon hiding...

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The moon illuminated the sloping terrain,
Following the hills down to the sea.
Daisies proudly displayed their blossoms,
Windswept spruce swayed in the breeze.

Above, menacing clouds drifted,
Diminishing this awesome sight for me.
A storm gathered on the scene,
Stretching across nature’s canopy. 

Lightning flashed on the mountains,
Bringing shivers to my...

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Moonlight falls upon the dormant land
Where peaceful calm reclines
Upon the shimmering lake
Ripples form and then reveal
A dark silhouette rising out of water.

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Contest: Out of Water
Sponsor: Sheri Fresonke Harper...

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The lightning strikes and all is dark, 
the Lock Ness Monster is about to embark
on a journey along the ocean’s shore, 
more diligent and courageous than before.
She is strength and beauty combined, 
a delicate creature, so hard to find. 
Her head crept above the water...

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There was a big serpent called Jess
Who lived on the banks of Loch Ness
At night he played chess
With Ness, though I guess
The game was devoid of finesse.

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In the Land O' Scots nigh auld Iverness,

   Cavorts a lass named Nessie in Loch Ness!

      Is this sly dragon fer real,

         Er jes' an overgrown eel?

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I saw the huge beast from the dock.
The scene evoked bowel loosening shock.
Run and hide, Nessie!
It's about to get messy.
Rosie O'Donnell* is swimming in the Loch.

(*or insert your "favorite" celebrity name here)...

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Alltsaigh - The Scotch Highlands


I made a pact with you near water's edge: 

 Before the campers came, 

I would remove The drawings on the hostel's kitchen walls

 In which you are a few sad and patient tires

 Half in some blued-out lake with dragon...

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