Best Tidal Poems

Waves
crashing;
then
breaking
on the beach.
Ebbing
and
flowing
tides controlled
by moon and earth.
Twice a day
high tides
and 
low tides;
dancing waves 
enchant 
for
ever
more

Kim Merryman – Shall We Waltz Contest
06~11~15...

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Tidal Waves


Brackish debris filled surf retreats
depositing into hard sand graves
pictures stolen from post cards

Shards of a city strewn disjointedly
still ticking clocks idled in the moment
streets awash in decorative disarray

liquid mud roiling through the streets
ravenous pain stalking its victims
cold shock of sunshine’s failure

hands clutching grabbing
carried on...

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© Dr. Upma A. Sharma

Tidal locking






Like waxing and waning 
of moon, his love shuddered,
The tidal locking 
that hampered my zing,
Effulgent life lost
in darker side of silvery moon.

In its brightness 
drowned my shimmer,
Then it abated into a sickle
to slice my pride,
Forlorn, I chose to live by
the...

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In our darkest nights and our brightest days, 
emotions fill us like tidal waves. 

They can drag us down and pull us in, 
trying to drown us from within. 

They can raise us up or let us down, 
but if you don't know how to...

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In that September early evening
The waves came strolling in
From far beyond my line of sight.

The horizon was nothing 
But a fading glimpse of yesterday
As the day turned into night. 

Water lapped up on the sand
Completing its titanic, oceanic journey
Before turning back once more;

Flooding my mind...

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Some kids went on wild safari 
others sunned in Côte d'Azur 
but we stayed home to ‘summer’ on
our driftwood beach with rope and hammers
nails and cheez whiz bread 

while morning mist from bull kelp beds
took flight and seagulls thread
thin strings of wind above the boulder...

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I broke my foot, and you kissed me that night, in front of my car.
I could barely walk, but I floated away.
It all began and ended, as powerful as a hurricane.
What we had was taken too soon, and your mother didn’t approve. 
She never did...

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The Tidal Wave

A tidal wave of disastrous proportions
will soon drench our evil sinful land, 
it will be sent from the Father God Himself
and Jesus our Savior, sitting at His right hand.

For many people are praying for such a wave
and seeking God’s face like never before,
giving...

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Come dance in the waters
that summer has warmed
amidst the froth of the seas
Hear the sighs that echo from tides
as the crescents ripple in breeze
 
Join the surfers 
as they ride in on the waves
balancing bravely so tall
watch as their confidence grows so high
until showing off...

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"In the 1840s, two sisters fall in love with the same man.
                       While drunk, he writes a letter proposing marriage
   ...

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Tidal Wave

A rumble, a shift; deep in the abyss.
You would never even notice, a minor thing to miss.
The forces of the shock, move silently  along.
On shore, the villagers; knew nothing to be wrong.

Closer and closer, the rippling of the waves.
A voice of Mother Earth;...

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small trumpeter waves wash ashore
the sea grins with ease
children scamper on the beach 
                               ...

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The old desires
for domination 
drifts in once again
on the ocean waves,
one frothy lap
riding atop the other
with ever growing
intensity.

As the moon and sun
rise and set daily
the ancient battles
repeatedly plays out 
around the world.
The rotating force
of gravitation pull
forever to be
the victor. 


Written for Francine Roberts..."on the ocean...

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traveling through air 

these tidal waves show no threat 

seen nor to be heard 


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i can't bother what ppl say about me .. i am me 
not gone change .. so these words willl just go by my ears .. as the air moves...

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Friday Night Check-ins


The days have been calm and collected.
The guests have been happy, content.
The weekday staff scurry out from the hotel
To avoid the upcoming event.

Weekend receptionists tremble
As the Friday night check-ins approach,
Fearing the tsunami of wrinklies
On their three-day excursions-by-coach.

The first vehicle’s brakes squeal their warning
As...

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