Beach Fiction Poems

We grew up with sci-fiction,                                        ...

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Is it to be something if nothing it is can be
The wheeling whirring cogs
In the cluttering clatter of atoms and stars
Whirring their physics into oblivion
Nothing...

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Black Hotel
Immortal fear, 
blind rage appears on black rock… 

How does it rise along on a lonely beach?
…an outcrop of the night!

A black hotel looms...

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11/4/1991, KENOSHA, WI – Police say a man wearing a fake goatee burst into a restaurant and assaulted a customer. The victim asked, “Why are...

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Paperback writer’s title was confirmed long ago 
Prepared and ready for imprint info 
It was a simple authored task 
Based on honesty no need for...

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The sunshine and singing birds, awoke me that fine day;
And warmth caressed my face, as the wrens began to play.

I stretched luxuriantly in my bed,...

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The shoreline came into view
As the days drifting meant nothing to do
I woke each morning hoping for this sight
Being disappointed was usual as the sun...

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There they sit
The objects on the beach
Washed by the tide
Waves of chemical solution
No Earth like water
For this is an alien world
Full of familiar things
Yet as...

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I have the greatest of the great ideas!” My husband said. 
“Best one I have ever had!” He uses this line weekly 
Since he is...

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I feel my ears pop,
As the light above me increases ...
Columns of purple sunshine shimmer and dance.
I swim up out of the cool, inky blackness...

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The music was so very low
And it drew me on in the way to go 
As mysterious as it was beguiling
It led on with the...

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POTW 28 January 2018

Prologue:
A beautiful extra-terrestrial female researcher is sent down to a remote island to observe earth and beam her findings back to her...

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DOWN BY THE OCEAN 
ON A HALLOWEEN NIGHT.
A THREE QUARTERS MOON 
WAS PROVIDING SOME LIGHT. 
AND FROM OUT OF NOWHERE 
A VERY STRANGE SMELL. 
I...

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1. Ripples in warm sunbeams dwell.
From a sandy cocoon I wake and stir.
A floater in the blue does knell,
A dot, a stain, a blackened blur.
Am...

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There are so many ways that I can win
Figuring it out just seems hard
After a little bit of rubbing my chin
I look to the sky...

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