Long Aqua Poems
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Blue washes over me sometimes and will not let me go.
Melancholy soon becomes the ROAR of frothing ocean waves,
toppling me into navy blue.
Frustration too arrives, sometimes in the form of gulls screaming in my mind!
That is when I’m sinking sinking sinking into deep dark blue.
Other times, however, blue is light - an airy powder and nearly tranquil
except for the occasional whoosh of a gentle breeze.
I love to hear its aqua lapping lapping lapping softly at my feet
while I lie in warm white sand beneath a cloudless expanse of azure sky.
Blue is often glad - winging its way through fields and trees
singing notes from throats of happiness’ birds
or raising heads of periwinkle flowers to beautify spring and summer days.
Blue nearly fades away completely in the fall
but reappears at times as splendid sapphire sunsets
melding into cardinal, amber or rose
and utterly silent - like the stars that glisten in the indigo of night.
Once in a blue moon I might see on snow
a rare glow.
It beckons me to venture out into winter’s beauty
like a brand new lover enticingly ice blue
so many sounds and nuances of blue!
but the one I always love giggles like a child
I want to slide into a sexy sports car - shining baby blue
and glide away Vroom Vroom Vroom
11/2/2013
Entered 1/28/23
For Mark Toney's 2022 Poetry Marathon Mile 26 Poetry Contest
You were never the sunset to me, but always the crimson hue veiling the sun; The subtle shyness in the eyes of a maiden wildly in love with the moonlit boy, her prominent lobster red cheeks when she was a blushing mess under his soothing touch. The sly smile lingering around her lips on her way back home, giggling on the reminiscence of the chocolate discovered under her desk, gifted by her ‘anonymously well known lover’; You kissed the sky, a final adieu while diffusing selflessly into the aqua ocean, deep into the underwater world. I would then dive into the ocean, searching for you, till the ‘deadly piranhas’ whisper into my ear, “She is no more a part of your world”. Maybe then I would weep like a widower but my transparent tears would be washed away by the ‘sun kissed ivory waves’.
I’m a sea-going servant some call me, John
I love, love to sail, sail on
From ocean to ocean I sail, sail on
Encompassing rough high waters of the ocean
Devoted to the seas, tis my dream
To ride the waves on a ship at sea
Ocean of devotion, waters of composes, I love it so
Much of the planet’s hydrosphere conventional
I find it much intentional sail on, I sail on
Divisions ravish and reals coral blue-green aqua white waters
In rhythmic descending orders
Mighty colors Pacific, Atlantic Indian southern and Arctic
Oceans granted rolling, raging and reeling waves
Oh, How I revel and marvel rolling waters emotions
Mightier than the waves of the sea is
His love, God’s love for you, for me
I will call your name and keep my eyes above the waves
That raging rapid commotion,
O how I have such a devotion to the oceans
I love to sail on, sail on
8/6/19
2nd Place Win in Contest
For Devotion To Ocean Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Chantelle Anne Cooke
AQUA SPACE
liquid
as space
something
of a paradox
an immediate
disjuncture
freeflowing
with
implications
void
as
a
gateway
generates
a sensation
of
sound
in space
by a shared
a
to fluidity
a contrast
embodied
to precisely
flow
in a spirit
of
openness
from
enforced
seclusion
fundamentally
discrete
in
a collage
of
flotsam
a
mirrored
reflective surface
in
an
ingenuity
of
conspiring
space
NOTE:THIS IS AN OPEN(organic) FORM VERSE using spaces&breaks without grammatical symbols ,the ' open' relies upon 'the one breath limitation' & so inherently requires the 'reader' (reciter) to input and responds thus making this enigmatic form a two way interplay & interpretatIon unique to the moment& changing according to mood is inherently variable.
Copyright © Brian Strand
I watch a coral glow of sky
and see it mirrored by the sea;
I wish for eagle wings to fly -
away from you, away from me,
away from what has come to be.
The sun ship rode pale aqua waves
the first day that I saw your face;
today take back the love you gave,
free me from your black embrace,
these bitter memories efface.
You bade me sail your golden sea
by rays of morning sun inflamed,
your burning passion scorching me;
your stellar love boldly proclaimed
has left me broken and ashamed.
Your sea turned dark and stormy,
I tossed upon a violent gray;
with sea urchin spines thorny,
you goaded me to sail your way
and left my heart in disarray.
I long to skim the sky,
leave behind your misery;
I long for eagle wings to fly -
away from you, away from me,
away from what has come to be.
Copyright, August 15, 2015
Faye Lanham Gibson
High…way up high in the aqua blue sky,
I see a black and white checkered kite…
floating higher and higher than I, myself…
But, I was shoved
Into another shelf…
High…way up high in the aqua blue sky,
2 birds were flying together in harmony… it made me smile
If only…I could fly another mile…
If only…I could higher my smile…
If only…I could fly higher
If only…I could taste ecstasy…
people would accuse me as a liar
If I experienced the best day of my life…
But, I don’t wanna live with undying strife…
I want peace…
Hand it over, please…
Hand me the keys
So I could experience perpetual peace
I took flight like those bird couples…
But, I was on an airplane…
High…way up high in the aqua blue sky,
I wouldn’t be greedy for gain…
I’m trying to act sane…
But, I’m actually insane
In many ways…I love my uniqueness…
And my stubbornness… and my gladness…
And my madness… my imagination goes wild
But, I need to put it on a leash…so I could remain mild
High…way up high in the aqua blue sky,
I’d feel the rain
Trickle down my hands…my wet, wrinkly hands
High…way up high in the aqua blue sky,
No one would understand
How awesome and wonderful I’ve felt that day…
Up there…
up there…I felt like a king…
But, now I lost that memory…I lost my ring
To success…but I’m willing to pick up my progress…
My pace…is slow like a snail’s pace
Do you see me crying? Just look at my face…
High…way up high in the aqua blue sky,
I’m the clouds absorbing tears
High…way up high in the aqua blue sky,
I’d be willing to release them…
but they’ve been stored up forever it seems
And…hell – I have been
Shaking with fear…
Breaking by the seams
High…way up high in the aqua blue sky,
I was……..
Daydreaming again…
My mind was stuck on cloud 7…
Thank heavens
That I’m still alive – staring into space
Just look at my sopping face…
I see no grace…I see only a pathetic face
In the mirror…….
This little dream of mine
Was rather sublime
I was a sweet boy,
but now I’m sour like lime
If I were a bird,
I'd fly away from my problems...
I'll flutter away
Without a care in the world...
I want to be happy-go-lucky...
But, I'm bound to submit to my
Misery.............................
My parents did not know
About Joe
My beloved beau
And what the maturing character did
Making him a heroic paternal twit
One day with spring in the air
Did not have a care
Joe
My beloved beau
Visited General Dollar
Feeling the tightness to the matrimony collar
Passing through an electronic open door
Walked the retail floor
Blue lights suddenly went off
Everybody around him started to cough
“Is there a doctor in here?”
Someone called, swelling a tear
Joe
My beloved beau
Took control
Acting very bold
Grabbed a ‘to do list’ pad
Using a provider pen, the future Dad
Scribbled and scrabbled
Writing, looked like baby babble
“Did you pick up what you needed?”
Inside voice greeted
Little bit of this
Got a kiss
Little bit of that
Bride got fat
Soon there was a little one
From a night of gymnastics fun
Joe
My beloved beau
You made me
The aqua siren shined with glee
Boy is on the way
Delivery message did say
Pushing the basket
Not masking it
Joe
My beloved beau
Smiled
Arriving, ranked and file
Unloading the necessity pile
Diapers and stuff
Child bearing is going to be tough
Only a few months from now
No longer looking like a cow
Two of us
Will take the bus
Pinching pennies a must
But will come together again
Then send
Another take out order
Requesting a daughter
Natural in pink
Schooled in, performing the luring wink
Creating more
Patron traffic, visiting the family friendly department store
Green and blue
Crashing cool
Puffy sight
Ending trip bubbling babbling white
Honest nature doing right
Churns the water
Rewinding its bodies recorder
Only to splash forward
Grabbing the beach
Entry point successfully reached
Retreating back
To a calmer track
Swimming along
Doing nothing wrong
Until a boat floats by
Commotion seen from the sky
Choppy wakes
Turmoil makes
Few seconds placidly awaits
In a smooth rolling state
Changing tide
Weather controlling the environmental ride
Having international vibes
Swirling from the wind
Wanting to know where it has been
Angry gust
Ready to make a bust
There are the times
Silent are the maritime chimes
Nice day filled with sun
Tranquility claims it won
Needing to leave the rocking
Aqua decides to go knocking
Where there are masses locking
Getting away from the ocean
Finding right channel for a laid back potion
Entering into a river
Soothing movement delivered
On either side
Human kind
Leisure hour atmosphere did create
When simmering down getting things straight
Still real deep
Life preservers earn their keep
Challenging a hypocritical fool
Thinking this is an outdoor pool
Such a peaceful relationship
Both land and sea getting a grip
Shaking hands sharing global space
Creating a world that has a civil face
Whenever life - or the weather - gets chaotic,
I love to retreat to somewhere exotic,
and there is one place in the Caribbean
that, for me, is worthy of song or paean.
This place is one that I like to describe
as having a laidback, relaxed kind of vibe.
Barbados is the name of this blessed land,
an island that is tiny, but as a country it’s grand.
This beautiful space holds a great deal of charm.
Its people are engaging, friendly and warm.
When people walk, they leisurely stroll.
There’s no sense hurrying or the heat’ll take its toll.
The natives speak Bajan English
with an accent that’s tapioca-thick.
Sometimes, it’s hard to understand
but you can pick up what’s said fairly quick.
If you come to visit, please don’t get caught
without any sunscreen, ‘cause it gets really hot!
The land is so vibrant, luxuriant and lush.
Take your time to explore. There’s no need to rush.
There’s even a rainforest with bamboo and royal palms,
remarkable in its stillness, serenity and calm.
It doesn’t have mountains, but verdant hills.
The views can be breathtaking, truly visual thrills.
The beaches are beautiful, water of aqua blue,
beige sand and white breakers - sparkling hues.
Barbados is a small but remarkable nation,
one of the most alluring in all of creation.
(Lyrics for Peter White's "Life's Story")
Life can be a cruise, a lovely cruise.
There’s no time to lose. Don’t delay this voyage.
Life can be a cruise, so come and take my hand.
We will leave dry land and sail out onto the sea.
The aqua waves are spilling brilliant diamonds,
for the sun I love is out there glittering…. prettily.
We’ll be drifting on those ocean waves.
To the left or to the right,
we will sail both day and night.
Farther out we’ll go, with so much to see
and so much to do. How I want to go with you!
Life can be a cruise, so come and take my hand;
we will leave this dreary land, so please, dear, come. . .
Beneath our boat, the ocean teems with splendid life -
a life that flashes light and color radiantly.
What do you say? Will you come to where the dolphins play?
We will splash into the sea. Like the dolphins we will be free.
Come sail with me. . . Come sail. . Come sail with me.
Interlude (about 30 seconds of the smooth jazz instruments)
Life can be a cruise, a lovely cruise,
but there will be times that the course won’t be so smooth.
There is nothing that we cannot weather!
If we both have love and trust in one another,
then we can face the storms together. . . always together;
we’ll stand strong together.
Come sail with me out to the deep. Deeply we will love.
Let’s take life’s cruise out to the horizon. . .
Come sail with me. . . Come sail. . . Come sail with me.
For "The Poet's Ear" Poetry Contest of Greg Barden. Hear the beautiful melody of this instrumental by listening to the video in my "about poem" box or copy/paste this link to the song "Life's Story" by Peter White on Youtube:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sPM8AhLHpPA