Fathoms Poems - Poems about Fathoms

NOT WRITTEN FOR A CONTEST I often write about the ocean's secrets, of its crashing waves that roar in apogee and the treasures it washes upon the shore. I've verses founded on tales of sailor's lore. Stanzas about fragile seashells and abalone and of gulls noisily squawking in cacophony. I've penned Sonnet filled with romantic notions in which mermaids live in depths of...

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the shimmered gaze had drowned to dim once deep, the ways one yearned to swim lost now, love’s words he’d...

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"Fathoms Deeper" What are these strange creatures? They swim in skins not their own calling us into them they amuse us we are fathoms deeper they are a long way from Home (LadyLabyrinth / 2022) Swimming with orca in New Zealand, 2/3/2016. https://youtu.be/JQ3mDXF3bcE July, 2022. Gold Coast, Queensland, Australia. Orcas. Billy Bain, Facebook https://www.facebook.com/865795424/videos/pcb.10166246143865425/1057112558247174 https://www.fisheries.noaa.gov/species/killer-whale https://www.livescience.com/27431-orcas-killer-whales.html https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Orca...

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familiar hands linger on my skin; you’re gone; this is a fathom’s~ touch...

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I see light darkness runs away I see dirt and yet it's really clear I hear noises it's quiet still Fathoms are sincere they are real 10/12/20 Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2020...

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Prose on one side, verse the other —distance in between The bridge has burnt, the Muse now two, each seeing only green The breaths that flow are then contained, no synergy allowed The fathoms deep between their words —whose river both endows (Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2017)...

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Fathom, I the stars shine; Reaching high; My optics visions cry; Where are you brother suicide Mothers why won't you cry; Daughters go back home; Sons why do you deny; Papa yet you rome; Reaching high; My optics visions cry; Moon beams surround the skies; Angels and demons battle; Christians and sinners say what's the matter; The animals cry among themselves Jesus is coming; He's parted the first heavens; While...

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I landed on the bottom of the deepest lake on earth My will to live had escaped me Eyes wide shut, tho my spirit remained Confused in death, much as in life Green specs of membrous memories floated under my eyelids Happy thoughts- skipping flat, smooth, dolomite discs Into Lake Superior, screaming "watch me, watch me" To mom & dad vigilant on...

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Poetry is a body of water, With the title being its' surface; The context deep or shallow. It's as far in the water, One chooses to go......

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Poetry is a body of water, With the title being its' surface; The context deep or shallow. It's as far in the water, One chooses to go... ____________________________ Inspired by a good friend of mine. Conor Jordan's artistic eye and Spoken knowledge helped me greatly. His wisdom speaks oceans. Our first collaboration of many... There’s wisdom to be found, In the depths of a...

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Splen'drous verse in silent tongue- The arias of the night, Their strains a'sail 'pon saddened seas In dulcet tones of yearning To this lonely dance some comfort bring... For what fathoms boasts the myst'ried Deep That Love has not the greater? What fragrance speaks Spring's choicest bloom That Longing's not the more?...

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