Best Sharks Poems
In times where eyes are fixated at your sins,
judgment trolls in deceptive double standards.
When pointing fingers nobody really wins,
there's no joy in being defamed and slandered.
Swimming in an aquarium full of fins,
sharks will bite your flesh then leave you abandoned.
Scars will bleed with pain making you feel brittle,
hard hearts will laugh with insults that belittle.
Afraid of exposure honest souls retreat,
when their character's stereotyped by lies.
Frenemies hide behind a mask of deceit,
their envy is an embarrassing disguise.
Decline the pedestal they place on your feet
emancipate from enslavements that chastise.
Stay clear from those who act like a spirit thief,
growth from ignoring spite gives you self belief.
Soup’s unique tides have ebb and flow.
Soup’s currents steer time as it goes
when her poets navigate thru it.
Winds slice all time-sails to tidbits.
Soup’s sea of discovery
floats each voyage diversely
towards and from the found and missed.
So much to read, many still to meet,
so none coast back to land complete.
Not even a list would assist
with click history that twists.
It is best to simply not resist
the route on which Soup Sharks insist.
Sharks of hurdles swim Soup circles
squeezing time with sharp teeth gurgles
that leave Soupers mere time kernels.
My boyfriend (Peter) and I went down to New Haven Harbor today.
Let’s face it, we’re surrounded by oceans,
and most of them are downright inhospitable.
I live near the ocean, (pointing) it’s right over there.
I love the ocean, tripping over whenever I’ve time to spare.
The way I’m fawning over it, you’d think I know it well.
But I really only love its edges and undulating swells.
It’s like a book that I’ve judged by its cover,
a beautiful stranger taken as a lover,
or a pie when I’ve only tasted the crust.
I love something, I suppose, I’ve barely even touched.
Peter says that black, inky “outer-space” is a low-viscosity liquid,
another, even vaster ocean that’s more dangerous and rarely visited.
The air that we breathe is an ocean - our own, vast, atmosphere -
in it swim creatures too small to see, but to the naked eye it looks clear.
It flows, eddies and swells - birds swoop in it so you can tell.
Of course, the ocean has issues - it's hardly news - corrosion, erosion, sharks
and drowning - and the way the ocean lets the moon and air push it around.
What I love most is its motion, and how it reflects the sun and the moon.
Did I mention that hanging-out by the ocean makes for a pleasant afternoon?
Why do I love this awesome team
A logo is a start
What cooler than a fighting shark
The black, orange, blue, and white
The players are something to like
“It’s Thornton for the goal!!”
Assists from Marleu to Pavelski
Always ignite the light
The chilly rink is exceptional
The giant shark on ice
The players start by skating through
His mouth about to bite
No let’s be real -
You’re totally choke
Can never pull through
10 years to the playoffs
But no win
Here’s shark anatomy 101
Sharks just cannot
fly
Yet sadly to say
No matter what
You’re guaranteed to try
To win a cup would be the best
I’d laugh to Peters face
Although he says we’ll never win
I know the shark will fight
When we grow wings you will lose yours
The red will be the blood
It stains the ice but we still fly
For the fans the best sight
I always knew that you could win
I never gave up hope
You worked so hard for this moment
And achieved your own right
The Sharks have Evolved
"Sharks and Paddlers"
That one’s like a pilot fish
follows up the ladder and down
snakes and ladders
sharks and paddlers
That one’s like a pilot fish
lost without a body to cling to
(LadyLabyrinth / 2023)
A voice said to me
At a quarter to three
While I laid there in the dark
If you want to survive
Plus stay alive
Then learn how to chase a shark
How could that be
With the likes of me
Who works at an amusement park
For I never swam
Beyond the big damn
So I was afraid to embark
But on the next night
I flew on a kite
Which carried me out to sea
Right into the brine
Where the sharks dine
And there was no way to flee
There in my pj’s
And to my dismay
I waited for my destiny
Yet at home I awoke
It was only a joke
But it needed a remedy
So I took out a book
And by hook or crook
Learned how to catch a big fiend
Coz I thought anyway
I’d have only one day
To use the lessons I gleaned
And by nighttime
At the midnight chime
I was in the sea as foreseen
In no time at all
A shark had the gall
Thinking I was there to assail
But I turned the table
Now being able
And now I was chasing its tail
By learning the skill
Going for the kill
As I became an orca whale
Now at each full moon
I’m in the lagoon
Awash in my undersea tale
When my kids were small and for several years
We rented a beach house on the Gulf coast
Where the sand was white and the water clear
And the sunshine would feel as warm as toast
Both Bruce and Mary Ann would join us there
In those days, we had the beach to ourselves
A week of fun without a single care
Fish, swim and see sand castles built by elves
Just clear water from shore to the sand bar
It turns to a dark blue where it gets deep
This day, Bruce and I were out pretty far
Lying on air mattresses half asleep
Some people on shore, strolling up the beach
We both heard them when they started to yell
They were screaming Shark! Shark! The sharks out there!
Scared shitless, started paddling like hell
Bruce is a tall guy, about six foot two
While at my best, I stand five foot seven
With those long arms of his, his mattress flew
Way behind, I was praying to heaven
Then it happened, I fell off the mattress
Legs hanging down and floundering around
Looking more like shark bait, increased the stress
Fear was eminence; then my feet hit the ground
Waded to shore, Bruce walked over to me
“Take a look over there, was do you see?”
No sharks, just a few porpoise swimming free
Yet, out there, FEAR was as great as can be
Sharks
The king
Of the ocean
The deep blue sea
Don’t go in the ocean at the crack of dawn
One calm summer night
I visited the city aquarium and
I noticed the sharks and the barracudas
Playing a lovely game of tennis
Yeah, the sharks and
The Barracudas are just
Sitting around eating
Strawberries and drinking tea
How could this be?
The great white shark called out, "the surf is up!" and
The speedy barracuda replied, "fifteen Luv!"
How could this be?
Suddenly, the sharks and the barracudas
Noticed me standing there, and
Standing on the other side
Well, they all agreed,
If you want to learn how to swim with
The sharks and the barracudas,
First, you must learn how to play the game!
Oh, what a lovely sport it is!
Are you from Essex?
Well Its so lovely there, this time of year.
Much is said in cultivation,
Shallow words spent with seed.
Empty vows between the sheets,
‘Of course I love you baby.’
Toxic ailments of assurance,
Commitment breeds dependency.
This sepulchre I designed,
Where walls of doubt incessantly shrink.
A tomb which dims with every glance,
Yet limpidly I sit and think.
Prognostication is a ditch,
Living with Cassandra’s Curse,
To view before events unfurl,
These augurs indisputable.
Predictions based on things I’ve done,
Games I’ve often played and won.
O dilemma, consort of quandary,
Why does ambivalence prevail?
A heart divided cannot love,
Ergo romance is doomed to fail.
‘Tis strange to thirst and then to drown,
Dropped within the sultry water.
Petrified I couldn’t swim,
But in the depths I belong.
A Shark of Love once was I,
Domestic nets now thwart my flow.
That I may roam this ocean free,
And hunt the seas I used to know.
chase,give girls fun
we west?we won.the double
love me,im intro
A long journey, hot and sweaty
With thorns along the jetty
Pricking my body dangerously
I sat and pondered glumly
Hell is surely filled with demons
Ready to give me lots of sermons
And reducing my dose of that love song
So that I drown, drowsy, all day long!
Miracle! Heaven and Hell so alike
No demons, hurling out, apelike!
Just an empty island, surrounded by sharks
They rode calmly as if in parks
Friendly and warm, they even wave
For sweets even if I do crave
I satisfied myself with that sweet wine
Intoxicated by those sharks in my confine!
peter marks, rhymes with sharks, warns the people
To be sharp.? Your life he wishes I note to save.?
He advocates 'a new stab' in three months its to be
Made.? I thought in the (dark winter) exerscise Col
James Bush implied in 2007 that process was live.?
Maybe i'm wrong.?? But lets move along; to the latest
Jingle sound-byte or song.' Dear old Dolly Parton put
One out, quite stab positive, that I don't doubt I
Wonder did she charge a fee.? Or was her service only
Free, yet move along..Its a fast paced time, kinetic
Screens and 5g tuning fine..its all about our health we
Hear, self preservation and promoting fear.' Is that a
Good way to keep us fit.? Just listen to the narrative ?
I don't see bulliten boards, agin rolled out those 1940s
Innovations sticks and suits, a politicans roundabout '
Such a sideshow..Aimed i think at the over 60s if we
Stop to think ww2 spirit was invoked I hope the planners
Curl up and choke.' With these as friends we struggled on
With their (well-wishes) lectures advice quite wrong?
Well here we are, society split..Or divided as I call it.!
Such easy prey..? I pray to God its not the case maybe
I'm just odd.?
walking the plank on a pirate ship
one slip,point blank,i'm in deep dark sh..
shadows they curse me with torments and taunts
am i better off dead just swimming with sharks?
fins start to rise from black waters of death
i'm close to the edge and i can't catch my breath
paralyzed with paranoia
i can't fight or flee bite or bark
am i better off dead just swimming with sharks?
now poked,pushed, and prodded i'm forced now to act
do i stay on this ship and fight to my death?
do i plunge myself under and pray i don't die?
where does it end and when did it start?
am i better off dead just swimming with sharks?
brutal beasts they jeer at me
they're hungry for my flesh,they'll love to feast
the devil dances at my feet
while God above gives me His peace
He tells me to jump and it's not so hard
am i better off dead just swimming with sharks?
the cold water stings like pinpricks from needles
my mind and emotions rise up in upheavel
to my pleasent surprize there's no death or destruction
there's no hideous evil...
He closes their mouths like they were disabled
like prophets of old in rubbish filled parks
i am safe and secure...
swimming with sharks
Whale Sharks are listed as, endangered
and are found in, all tropical oceans on the planet
They are the largest fish and nothing like the Titanic
and their white spotted skin, makes them known as gentle giants
Adults are often seen feeding, at the ocean’s surface
but can dive one thousand meters, to feed on plankton
They can travel very long distances, for the need to feed
to sustain their huge size, and their need of reproduction
They are highly valued, on the international black markets
for the human need of greed, of their meat, oil and fins
They are victims of bycatch, when fishing for the supermarkets
and fishing disturbs their feeding, that can led to propeller injuring