Best Sea Star Poems
adorning apricot
stardust silently
enveloped
turbulent waves,
gingerly dappling
each ingrained
bit of sea glass
whence the tides
were stilled,
'til they ebbed
'tween streams
of serene
spring waters,
rushing sky castles
outer banks in
cascades of
tranquil
awed hushes
overflowing
midst
surrendered
fantasies
fame walk
star mock
sand bar
sea star
five limbs
five glims
tube feet
replete
feed on
plankton
plankton
hang ten
landed
stranded
off shore
dry sore
starfish
wet wish
sun lights
last rites
bit dust
star crust
high tide
revived
swell waves
God saves
Stars
Bright,shiny
Twinkling, sparkling, shining
Sparks,flares,water,currents
Flowing,sloshing, splashing
Blue,cool
Sea
Awash by ripple of night's waves
the glittering starfish drifts
like an open flower on clay--
its plump flesh, a reddish lip
enchanting two lovers' soft kiss
through a glide of dusky sand.
Night Creatures: nette onclaud
Juaneco T posted 1.18.2015
No. 4--Starfish
GREETINGS TO THE LODESTAR
Vain of metal ore that smiled
It is by you am steered
Guiding my principle in direction
You shine like magnetized
Iron ore
I lithe toward you as
You called
We lissome to our destination
With your eye in dimension
I shall not be sorry when it’s over
Cos it ways is determination
Thou Icy wing “lay us pass”
To see they treasure
Remove thy odds from our
Partition
My sinus seep to sea, cos of
Sinking to shore
Sire your strength steered
My fate to shore
Wh’n I hold your face, I am
force
Cos, hope, fate, destiny is
steered
By measure
My accelerando is powered
By force
Thou the tides are high
The treasure must be found
When you bid me, I will
aggrandize
Cos life journey is unstandadize
REASON OF WRITING
This poem is written in the night in
my little room when watching The
stars, Lodestar is a bigger, it shines
very well and in those. Days when
voyage in the see was not of to day
every body looked of for lodestar
that gives direction to sailors. It is a
poem about our cause of journey in
life some of the time when we
succeed we give our thanks to our
guidance angel or lucky star it is this
star, angel an greeting begging to
guide our life affair in this world.
Life problem are so many that we
some time need this angel and lucky
star. So it is easier when traveling
with a guide, this makes it (life) not
so difficult.
MESSAGE
1. They is a force that direct our
affairs in this world existence.
2. We should always pray for our
affairs to before in good hands to
enables us achieve our aim.
3. This world is difficult to go
through, it like our sailing in the sea
of life.
4. The sea of life needs a eye that
will guide us in this affairs.
5. We should always thank, greet
our lucky star or angel.
PLACE OF WRITING
Ameka, Ezza South L.G.A Ebonyi
State Nigeria where am doing my
NYSC
Soft And Warm Like The Quiet Storm
I Let Myself Go
I Let Myself Go
With Nothing To Hold On To
Not Even Gravity
I Let Myself Go
And Fall Deep Into A Fantasy
I Close My Eyes
Live In My Sleep
This Feeling Is A Dream
The Pain Of Waking Up Hurts So Deep
I Let Myself Go
Now Im Gone
And I Can’t Find Me
I Don’t Know Where I Am
But With You Is Where I Want To Be
My Mind Feels Lost
My Soul Feels Like Its Dying From Love
Because I See My Life Flashing Before My Eyes
When I Release From Your Hugs
If I Could Write My Words
On The Clouds In The Sky
I Would Use Ink
Made Of The Tears That I’ve Cried
So Whenever You Look
In The Air Up Above
You Can Read My Emotions
And Remember My Love
In The Garden Of Passion Is Where My Heart Grows
Right Next To A Beautiful Lavender Rose
So If My Heart Stops Beating
Let My Tombstone Show
That This Is The Place Where I Let Myself Go
The chilly North Pacific:
we build a fire for the moths,
a lamplight. Their wings, angry
with flames. Sky: dim and small.
In your standing stillness, you are
an old clock
that has run out of chimes.
The small hours of the past,
a fossil, a nerve. I hand you a flask.
You say: ‘August is dying.
The stones are cold.’ In your hand,
a dead sea star. Summer bronze
burned into your skin. Your eyes,
moist black pearls.
Along the horizon, dark fog
is an oil slick floating against the sky’s
gray wall. Your silhouette, solitude,
the wind’s nimble stitching of your hair.
You say: ‘Memories are wounds
infected with melancholy,
that push the past deeper into ruins’
—the old houses sold, the Village
demolished. To dust.
You ask: ‘Why did you leave?’
I answer: ‘There is nothing left
to remind me to remember.
After the bricks fell and shattered,
the villagers became anxious’
You reply: ‘Trepidation is God’s
offering. Listen! There’s no rush
to reach the future’ — a turnpike
of unraveled lives, sun-bleached ghosts,
pale, tired.
All night long moths fly into the light,
into the stars, the flames. The wind stirs
their powdery ashes.
Body against body,
there is deep silence between us.
The waves break. The future rolls in,
disconnects the past.
The sea star falls from your hand.
Make a wish.
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from my fourth book:
‘The Translator’ (Transcendent Zero Press)
“Rattle” was first published in ‘Orion headless’
Listen closely and quietly on this starry filled night
and you can hear the sea waves.
Beating against the beach in rhythmic time
stirring up the pebbles on the sea floor
to dance the jingle and the jangle to the tune of the sea.
willowy billowy daydreams
whirlwind of playful fantasy
worshiping mystical moonbeams
waywardly sailing on a sea
warm starry midnight serenades
welcoming beckoning mermaids
whispering invite warm extremes
AP: Honorable Mention 2021
Submitted on June 9, 2018 for contest PLEIADES sponsored by JOSEPH MAY - RANKED 3RD
icy waves in fall
ferry to shore a sea star
from a mussel bed
Upon the battered shore of life
As waves crest and descend
Remains a life yet hopeful
To one day try to mend
A sea star like no other
With one leg lost to sea
Gave up? Oh no not ever
For it knew that it will be
With hopes forever staying
For a wave to come and take
The sea star kept on praying
To find its way into the wake
As the sun got to its hottest
Where hopes were dying fast
A wave had come upon him
To take him back at last
Then there within the depths
With his friends under the sea
The sea star gave its thanks
For that wave that came to be
Long wisps of fog rise
into thin and vanishing clouds;
from the East an aromatic wind
scatters the flattened and broken-shells-covered-sand
as dampness enters the bones and makes these feet sweat,
still my deep footprints are seen below the boardwalk where I sat.
Lovers hold hands
and seek out their friend
hiding somewhere beyond
the swaying palm trees that seem to engage in a monotonous dance;
they feel that no August night should be without the round, glaring moon...
but before the morning star arrives, they will be wondering if it will appear soon.
oh i wish upon a star and i wonder were u are oh when your out at sea i wish you were here
with me even though you live far away i think about you every day every day you make me
smile i think you'll be here for a while weather it's bees in the city or girls you think
are pretty weather its devils from below or angles from above nothing will tare apart our
love oh i wish upon a star and i wonder were u are oh when your out at sea i wish u were
here with me weather it's devils from below or angles from above nothing will tare apart
our love
Lights of Atlantis
brightest evening star,
flirts with no shame to the sea,
sea gull winks at me.
9/18/2021
The sea star is terrified.
Chase is on.
He drops the beast an arm.
Knowing it will regrow.
Saving his life one more time
At the expense of one arm.