Best Waterfront Poems

The constant assault of the silence on his senses is intense 
Hands clenched in fist he wished for noise and bliss
Buddy stopped talking and drinking...

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Lapping against the shoreline’s edge,
Fluid quartz-crystal of waves rush
through my toes . As I align home-made
paper boats wiggling against ebb tide,  
the looped hammock...

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When breezes whiff its tangy scent
As night's intention roams with force ;
To gift flamed August its ascent
On red-washed earth from cliffs to gorse,

That by ...

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Daylight dies
Blackout the sky
Does anyone care
Is anyone there 
Enjoy this life 
Pop open a Sprite 
Roll over to the right and kiss my wife 
She's...

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The Sea Level Is Rising

By Elton Camp

Back in the 1950s when I was a child
That sea level would rise seemed wild

Even those who thought that...

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I was running some errands and stopped into the little waterfront restaurant for a late lunch.  It was kind of that in-between lunch and...

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Our Day Out

Our day out to Wales in the Summer of 1981
In car temperature soars that alike to Lebanon,
Not like the previous year of 1980
When...

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The stretch of water mating with the clear blue sky
 at the horizon as the sun bids good bye
  shades of crimson hue merging...

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motorcycle roars
penetrating the quiet night
shattering the silence

aircraft on the runway
jet engines scream before lift off
to the clouds above

on the waterfront
ocean liner calling her flock
- the...

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The sea beckons.
The air is heavy with heat,
the sun fries the streets
shrivels up trees
and I feel parched.
Tired I trudge towards the waterfront.
 
Still the sea...

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On one night, 
is it because of a bewitched full moon?
while driving my rusty shaking junk car
I became Don Quixote de la Mancha 
mounted on...

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Beneath tapestries of sky and clouds of ivory
In a waltz we dance on bridges and on alleys

Across mosques' minarets, we hear the prayers
Then descend to...

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Poet:  Ken Jordan
Poem:  Simple Life
Edited by:  Sparkle Jordan
written:  July/2015


I don't want
a 
Victorian,

on 
the waterfront,

with
a
Baby Grand
piano

In
the window -

I don't want
to
own

a house
in
the mountains,

to
watch
the...

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I know we just met, 
but I can’t forget our first kiss on top of the table mountain,
and the second next to that Corner where...

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Poet:  Ken Jordan
Story:  Heart Of Gold
Edited by:  Sparkle Jordan
written:  February/2015


      There is a little boy,  maybe 
eight years old,  in Freeport,  in the 
Bahamas, that doesn't...

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