Coastal Poems - Poems about Coastal

Beneath the moon's soft glow, a city thrives, Where ocean waves caress the sandy shore. In bustling markets, fresh-caught tuna lives, A testament to fishers' ancient lore. The beauty of nature surrounds us here, From rolling hills to palm trees swaying free. GenSan's spirit, both vibrant and sincere, Reflects the splendor of land, sky, and sea. ...

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One may see puffins and parrots any hour of the week both birds bear a big colourful beak the former pelagic feed on fish and live in large colonies on coastal cliffs tho' monogamous collectively breed as a bunch but with renown as the Atlantic sea clown in Iceland several are served as lunch the latter arboreal primarily frugivorous toco being by far the...

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They hang like a beaded curtain in a fortune teller’s parlor, each buoy a bauble from the sea’s own trove— sun-faded, barnacle-bitten, unstrung from nets that once strained tides for omens. Now they sway in the wind, rattling secrets and guarding the doorway to elsewhere. Who dwells behind the curtain— a castaway witch, perhaps, who brews fog in mason jars and weaves seaweed into...

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She walks along a misty path humming yesterday's tears. A breath of a thing, only promising to run in fear. The sky cries when she walks into the open. The flowers fade, knowing her love is broken. His frosty lies left bruises on her dainty lips. Her fragile hands still remember him. Missing his ancient soul became her hobby. Oh would you...

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Beneath the sun-kissed sky of Coastal California's domain, Where Pacific waves meet the land, an eternal refrain. Golden shores stretch along the rugged terrain, A canvas painted with nature's utmost pertain. Majestic cliffs rise with stoic grace, Overlooking the ocean's vast embrace. Seagulls glide on the breeze, a ballet in the air with grace As the salty mist weaves tales without balance. Beneath...

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  Written: November 19, 2023 ________________________________________ I must plunge into the seafloor. Out into the abyss of water and starry sky. I utterly crave a lofty vessel. As waves roll ashore, And the insight of the stars from high. The wind symphony and the vortex spin Yet the pearl...

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Coastal ghosts Out of the foam when a mighty wave crashed ashore came a pair of transparent horses flying mane of course They were last seen galloping upland where the mist was settling for the evening...

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Coastal ghosts Out of the foam when a mighty wave crashed ashore came a pair of transparent horses flying mane of course They were last seen galloping upland where the mist was settling for the evening...

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At lowest tide, you shimmer at my feet, fluid glass thinly glazes my squirming toes Pacific respite from today’s prevailing heat The cycle of waves, on and on it goes, a watered source of lifeforms grand and small Your mollusk, Pisces, star, survive and thrive, ‘neath waters dark and deep with cloud and squall, Your oceanic underworld abides Above, below, each day these...

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As centuries pass The seas advance To take away the land. Lost to the waves The ancient graves Reside below the sand. Cliffs that crumble Remains lay humble Eroded by the brine. The final tomb To meet the spume Clings to the shoreline....

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Dollop of the Sun sugar sand sweetens the sea, drink up coastal life....

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Tan skin and smile lines. Breakfast diners and strong coffee. Soft breeze and salt-encrusted waves. Lowered windows and strange songs. Dripping ice cream and picnic tables. Inside jokes and evening storms. Good books and toes in sand. All these things go hand in hand....

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The sky is gray, as far as the eye can see. At midday, no light filters through. The drab color, reflects upon the sea. An enveloping cloud of filmy gray hue. A winter storm was coming this way, but a nor'Easter came instead. Whiteout conditions, to display. On this island, a feeling of dread. High winds, across the island blew, forcing the snow into...

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We parked on an old quay Amidst a quaint coastal setting Surrounded by platinum clouds Minds soon interpreting In poise our thoughts now action Thralled by the essence of her perfume No longer are we in said quandary Now down to our birth costumes Torso's dance in front seat tangle Steamy windows our canopy hide Oops! we've gone and hit the handbrake Into the...

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The clarinet waves touched the moon. He walked like a rooster in the moonlight, bewitched by the music and the light. The caparisoned elephants swayed their heads to the drumbeats. A dozen half-naked virgins danced around a bronze devil. “Human smell!” Everything vanished in the blackout. That escaped fisherman appeased the dark deity… With a...

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