Best Seal Poems
seal with a kiss ...
a love song
at first glance
of song and dance
his eyes caught her twine
she was more than divine
at first glance
of song and dance
she, a different bred
but he liked her lead
she was tomboyish
all over than lavish
at first glance
of song and dance
she was bikes in mud
more than perfume in suds
polyesters and tank tops
than finer dress shops
at first glance
of song and dance
she, a bowl of country soup
a little of this, a little of that
she could outdo your lips
without any slips
at first glance
of song and dance
she had look and providence
rode the island in consonance
she had a chime and a chant
that can make men pant
at first glance
of song and dance
in his dreams he took her hand
together they stand
bare backs they scratch
an egg is hatched
at first glance
of song and dance
love is in the air
package with care
seal with a kiss
swim, swim in bliss
on the horizon
of song and dance
two little seals swim
windless of cares and whims
freer to be as one
happy that life begun
on the open sea
of song and dance
there the seals be
volleying a ball of glee
like words, from noses to noses
in the end, words turn to roses
on the setting sun
of song and dance
the first glance, a spark
a chance rose from the dark
together they sing along
to morning dawns
connie pachecho
1/30/17
azure blue ocean
grey seal sunbathes on dark rocks
picture perfect scene
I witnessed this scene this morning when we were doing a recce for a walk with are doing tomorrow with people with visual impairment
3/1/20
The bones of a forest are stripped clean by the ocean and strewn on her shores. The sun-bleached wooden cemetery leaves a somber impression on the morning scavenger of shells, who meanders in the gray mist of a fall morning dawn. He is lulled by the hush of the fog and the rolling waves that break on a gravel strand. With a head bowed down and hands crossed behind him... he searches... searches for opalescent treasures... like answers to life's questions. Is this how it all started, or is there some grander purpose? Then a gull caws as if an angel calls the seeker's attention. And as he looks up his sight receives a message delivered by two brown pelicans sailing along a cresting wave. This was here before you... and it will continue when you are gone. But now... you are mine... and we are one... divine.
by Martin Braun
6:30 a.m. September 20th, 2023
Jenner, California
To my oceanic compatriots. They put our love under a glass dome, posted deterrent signs on the paths we created 35 years ago, and sealed off the oceans. If they heard my, your, stories, they would run the environmental Bolsheviks into the sea like the demon-possessed pigs that they are. These self-righteous propagandists closed Drakes Oyster farm with lies, and they, like gulag interrogators of 1936, threw us into a sort of prison within the spaces of our minds, torturing us by excluding us from "the motherland's environment", and created an unimaginable wasteland with the walls they built by a lust for power. We are of this world... it is they who are aliens. Let us enjoy what God made. We created the protections with our respect and love for the environment. The environmentalists simply make laws, criminals, and prisoners.
A seal hunter walked on a frozen lake,
not knowing that the ice would break.
He drowned and then he froze,
sunk down before he rose.
A passing seal would say, "ooh, that's nice",
as a face peered up from below the ice.
a baby seal wakes
in a fisherman's net- sad,
wondering where's mom
There once was a man named SEAL
Whose posts made Orchid just squeal
He’d tease and cajole
For he had no soul
But still, he had some appeal
He gave her many a name
Pushed buttons- feeling no shame
She’d give him a slap
That quaint English chap
Their friends just laughed at their game!!!
His posts all brightened her day
He knew just what he should say
He’d make her smile bright
Right after each "fight"
Then chase her worries away
R Seal, here’s looking at you
But first, there's something to do
Come leave me a post
Or you will be toast
I’ll feed you my Orchid brew!
For Judy Konos' Contest
Write a Poem
Reposted on February 1, 2015
Richard D Seal was once active on the Soup. He gave me the name Desert Orchid, one that I cherish even though it is the name of a RACE HORSE! See what I mean? He'd tease me incessantly...and drive me quite crazy, but I do miss him terribly. You can check his poetry out. He writes beautifully well. Of course...in my opinion, his best piece of writing is about me! Hurricane Eileen- The Storm. You can read it here:
http://www.poetrysoup.com/poem/hurricane_eileen___the_storm_474125
Drop him a line and say you've missed him so he will come back and post his awesome poetry. He's the naughty one of the Richard Pair! ;) Thanks All!
Words that once flowed effortlessly from my heart,
Seemed to have become labored and often needing a push to start.
But once up and rolling the moss gets slung away,
And it’s like God has opened up a door and showed me a brand new day.
I start my day by thanking my Father for His blessings I cannot contain,
For everywhere I look, His presence is there, His fragrance remains.
He watches over me when I close my eyes to sleep,
For my flesh is mine, but my soul is His forever to keep.
The Creator of man has asked us for obedience, a simple request,
Love Me as you have loved yourself, and Ten Commandments is to be our test.
Those that truly seek His Word, will prove all things,
No deception can enter, only the fruits of His love which our Savior shall bring.
At the end of a warm night the ink has dried on the paper. All the hands have been shook and the kind gestures and manners are thrown out the window. The beast got what he wanted and the onlookers got quite the show. The cameras flashed and the ink on the printing presses were at maximum capacity. Printing, printing, printing, and yelling, yelling, yelling,..."Get your news here! It's the most exciting edition ever!" This will be what it's like when the Peace Accord is signed. Everything will look so perfectly done as the New World Order has all their proverbial ducks in a row. What will happen once the ink dries on the papers?
Only heaven knows.
The earth will shake and the masses will tremble. The oceans will roar and the nations who tied the knot will quickly realize what has happened. They just betrayed their God. They just betrayed their Creator. The ground will jostle and turn. Even geysers will spew hatred over the deal. It wasn't what the nations thought as they were all taken for a cruel joke. What is a peace treaty without love in the middle? What is a peace accord without heaven's golden seal?
The sixth seal of John the Revelator's great vision is almost ready to be opened. The Lord Jesus Christ will be mounted on His white horse galloping throughout the heavens as He prepares to rescue His Bride. It will be the grandest wedding of all time as the earth churns in disgust. Earthquakes, tsunamis, wars on the brink, and all the while the Bride prepares to meet her King! The aftermath of the sixth seal is soon to be revealed. Be ready to meet the aftermath or be ready experience a bloodbath from the betrayal of heaven.
If you are washed in the blood of the Lamb you have nothing to worry about. Be ready to exit center stage as your Groom is on His way. The aftermath of the sixth seal is soon to unfold.
gwendolen rix
6-20-15
A lady once hailed from Altoona.
A man on a freight train had mooned her.
She speeded away
With just this to say,
"Cold air from a crack is a boomer!"
Trendy Turtle
dressed to the toe,
Trendy Turtle
with a hat and a bow.
Trendy Turtle
tumbled down the hill
Where he bumped
into the silly Seal.
Silly Seal then
went up the hill
And clapped her flippers
with zest and zeal.
Trendy Turtle,
Puffing and fuming,
Pulled his left sock up,
Fuming and fretting,
Pulled his right sock up.
Trendy Turtle
Upset and mightily beat
Trendy Turtle
Strutted down the street!
Great leaping orca
Seize the day;
Steal a seal away!
Sun blinding this seal
A mammal, glad to see me
My favourite pet
A withed Black rose marks
The dark farewell poem penned
Evoking darkness
Before the morning rises
Sealed forever with deep love
For One Of Three Tanka Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Laura Loo
June 23, 2017
There once was a man named SEAL
Whose posts made Orchid just squeal
He’d tease and cajole
For he had no soul
But still, he had an appeal
He gave her many a name
Pushed buttons and felt no shame
She’d give him a slap
He’d give her a clap
The poets laughed at their game
His visits brightened her day
He always knew what to say
He’d make her smile bright
Right after each fight
Then chase her worries away
R Seal, here’s looking at you
If Nell will let you get through
Come leave me a post
Or you will be toast
I’ll feed you my Orchid brew!
Eileen Manassian Ghali
If you could feel the same for me
As I feel for you
There really isn't anything
That I wouldn't do
To seal our love
To seal our love
Tell me of your wildest dreams
Your fantasies too
There really isn't anything
That I wouldn't do
To seal our love
To seal our love