The elephant packed his trunk
ere leaving home with a load
and looked down his nose before crossing
to see what's on the other side of the road
as the tumbler pigeon
be it ever-so humble
when airborne
was compelled to tumble
and the spinner dolphin
without a care
continued to spin
while in the air
yet not one of them did such antics
to amaze amuse or impress man
but only and simply...
because they can
Dazzling across the sunlit ocean floor,
On my way to my alma mater’s shore.
Lavender and rust corals light my way,
Puffers and mantas in graceful display.
Harmonious with neighbours, I stay,
Intuition whispers where currents sway.
Navigating waters both night and day,
A guide and protector -
I’m a soul connector
and your pain is known to me.
From mates I rarely stray;
in waves I love to play.
Join me! Find joy in the sea.
dazzling frothy dolphin dives in dual dynamic with daughter
I marvel at their beauty, and their diving prowess
They astound, astonish, delight and disarm me
I feel one with them, a kindred dolphin
Ode to an Orca
You are the apex predator
of the ocean.
No other sea creature can
match you.
Even the mighty great white
fears you.
Its liver one of your prime
delicacies.
You are an intelligent animal who
can adapt to any environment.
A voracious eater, you are
not selective.
Fish, seals, whales, sharks, penguins,
dolphins are prime targets.
Even boats are not immune to
your voracious attacks.
You hunt in packs, the wolves
of the sea.
Your young are taught the ways
of the pod.
This knowledge is passed from
generation to generation.
Only mankind is powerful enough
to destroy you.
Even some tribes still revere your
power and might.
It is fortunate for us you have not
developed a taste for humans-yet
Remove outer sleeve and packaging
Place in large oven proof dish
Ride dolphins perpendicular to the beach
Paint weightlessness with fluorescent paint
Season to taste and add thoughts provided
Bake on medium heat for real before serving
Dolphin is winning it! The Picklemeister said.
You are crazy! Cow is right up there, way ahead!
Racing to the finish with a final enormous bound.
Spectators so enthralled, they did not make a sound.
dolphin shaped island
under a turquoise sky
calm and serene
you honor my soul dream
playful thoughts enter my mind
I want to dance from your head to your flippers
"Its not easy being big." The poet.
Such a sad day
I wrote a dolphin poem
Went to put it on display
But I almost fell into a rage
You see no matter how hard I tried
It would not fit on the page
I saved it as Jaypeg
Just so you could all see
how I spent a couple of hours
about dolphins playing happily
The words dont fit
and to fix it would be too much to do
so that is it !
Dolphin women joined the pink convent
It was a hullaballoo, said my cousin Kent.
The dolphin men tried to crash in too.
But alas, they were turned away in Kalamazoo.
I hear they wear pink hoods and capes said one.
That’s a rumor said my auntie whose name is Munn.
The men are all about trying to get in is what I heard.
They are acting crazy about it, silly, kind of absurd.
playful dolphins popped out of lake
frolicking like sixties Chip and Dale cartoons
Bringing a smile to my face
adding a new kind of joy to sundown at the lake
Sitting on deck
Sails in check
The sun falls from the sky
So many colors as the sun says good bye
Rocking upon the waves gently as can be
Watched the sun kiss the sea
Over yonder a dolphin keeps lazy pace
Think more for the company than the race
Hearing the waves break against the bow
Never more alive than I am now
Purples orange red and pink
Opens my soul to the brink
Peace does abide
These waves I ride
Far from the rushing tide
Solitude , lonely , yet so alive
beautifully perfect for what I did strive
Looking for peace of mind
Came all this way Just to find
It was in me all the while
Made me smile
Found what I was seeking
Had to head home now for my boat was leaking
No fear
New hope was here
New peace of mind
Myself was who I did find
The dolphin will roll in them, everyone assured the judge of the day.
Of course, he did too, because every dolphin loves to roll and play.
He may squash the flowers, some argued. Can we give it to the snake?
Judge was losing his patience. How much criticism did he have to take?
Either we give it to the dolphin, or I will not ever judge again.
The muskrats and beavers decided to let the blue dolphin win.
There were others disgruntled, especially the trolls and a mole.
When the excited young dolphin won, he did a victory roll!
He came straight out of the water toward me at the speed of a semi
I was unafraid, as the only creatures in this tank were dolphins and me
My clairsentience yelled, “This is not a dolphin!”
Refusing to listen to my inner voice, I was astounded to see….
the jagged teeth of a hungry great …….
Sunset waters ebb and flow,
in shades of silver, gold and blue;
megaliths arise, greet periwinkle skies
while warm sands, traveling waves embrace.
Eyes cast upon the horizon lines,
greet gulls in heaven's play;
a cavern frames old Sol's facade,
as curlicue waves knit watery lace.
1-23-2023
BRIAN STRAND CONTEST NO 1178 Poetry Contest
Brian Strand
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