Gannets Poems - Poems about Gannets

...You might say, “I long to chase this path, As far as it can go, to witness, feel and join, The adventures of the wanderers. I want to mimic them, and do as they do. To dance as they dance and ......

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...All words and wonder, wobbling copper green Foam and guano floating In the sea cave’s lee A flock of gannets raucous on a rocky pile And the ever-growing echo as the men came by Climbed......

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...Some way from the Firth of Forth A shoal of glittering mackerel Swirls and sways Swells with the sea from silver to black Flashes white and back to silver and grey A......

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...seagulls surf the wind my escorts home across the waves streamlined gannets sacred isle in view saffron tints ocean flower breeze......

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...streamlined gannets Holy Isle in view the long journey ends......

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...Raindrops descend, puddles form, A stream engulfed, a river is born, A course is set, the sea to reach, Meandering ponderously to a far off beach. The sea reclaims its myriad young, Kidnapped ......

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...Our God who lives, flows in waters, drifts in clouds and glows in snow, flashes silver fish in shallows, darts in darkness round the rocks, blooms afresh as showers bring flowers, freshens scen......

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...The air was pure and bright. A sea-salt tingle hovered in an easygoing offshore breeze. In mesmerising rhythm, wavelets sloshed and swished along the timeworn jetty wall. The bay was sparkling i......

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...Deepest emerald sea Steepest ascent, a spree Whitebait shoals abounding Await echo sounding Attract gannets display To extract gleaming prey Date 11/8/21 Image 3......

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...Gannets I stood on the crag on a clear summer’s day, And looked down to watch the surf breaking the scree, When I heard the clamour of birds out in the bay, And looked up to see a compan......

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...Our God who lives, flows in the waters, tumbles in rivers, and drifts in snows, flashes as silver from shoals of fish, darts in darkness round rugged rocks, blooms afresh as showers bring flowers......

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...I never thought that one day I might be so separate and distanced from the sea, and grey-blue mornings offering a cloak of cushioning velvet, where once I woke so long ago, to watch the gannets d......

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...The North Sea, brown, and flecked with white That threw itself in angry spite Against those solid stony walls That kept the harbour safe from squalls.... Those gentle waves of blue and green Tha......

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...margins stimulate and juxtapose edges greet with troubled, disturbing friction faraway forces exert influence and combine relentlessly how the Sun and Moon dance together about the planet Ea......

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...Holy Isle, grey-swathed and indistinct, Deep musing on a half-light winter morn, No random moment this, so surely linked To days he'd lived in dreams of Arran. Rhythmic the breaking waves upon th......

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