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Premium Member Beneath the Echo

I’m wed to moon, a motif for romance.
A god, my grace by poets oft is sung.
Yet some who voyage my expanse by chance
into the briny depths of me are flung
by tempests or by quakes!  I do not save
unfortunates.  I reign but give free will.
Chained chattel cruelly cast into a grave
by tyrants - lie submerged within me still.
When *Kraken drags his victims ‘neath my skin,
like God above, I rarely interfere
but brim with salty tears for all that’s sin.
Now hold this token seashell near your ear. . .
beneath the echo of an endless swell,
hear souls whose grief one God alone can quell.

*Kraken is a mythical monster of the sea

For the the Open Sea - Sailing, Creatures, Treasures Poetry Contest
Now for Brian Strand'sthe 'ALL YOURS (Jan 27)' Poetry Contest
Contest Details
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Form: Sonnet


Premium Member Words of Whiskey

McGee’s Tall Tale

I first saw McGee with his back facing me
sitting in the Pub with a pint
When Finn, asked him "Tell us a Tale"
So, he stood up and said "I just might"

His face looked grim, as I studied him
and his eyes were fixed and glistened 
"Boys,  This will blow your moorings away, 
with a tale, if you just, sit and listen"

"On a stormy night, all the hatches were tight,
and our cargo was lashed with strong ropes
With my years spent at sea, never thought it'd be me
Who was finding it hard just to cope"

Mcgee's voice became weak, as he started to seek
something to drink from his mug
"Quick,  buy him a beer, No, take mine, it's right here" 
As Finn pulled out a stout jug

Then McGee took as sip, held the jug by his hip
And proceeded to render his tale
“There was a monster you see, as big as could be,
One that could eat a large whale”

Now, the men were all tense, and the monster immense
Growing bigger, with each pull of the plug
And the waves got much taller while the poor ship grew smaller
Each time McGee sipped from the jug  
 
“ This monster you see”, said half drunken McGee
“Was a Kraken, attacking the ship,
 took one look at me, pulled me down in the sea
With a lethal and almighty grip”

From out of the blue, Finn yelled “ What did you do ” ?
As McGee let loose with a laugh
With the free drinks all through, McGee said, “You Fool,
I DIED THAT NIGHT, ARE YOU DAFFED”
Form: Rhyme

Hold Fast

"Hold fast, don't let the lines slip",
The ropes tighten around the mast of the ship,
A salty Captain grasps the wooden helm,
Waves rip on the horizon, his realm,
Quartermaster yells "Storm heading northwest by west",
White knuckled the captain shrugs as though a jest,
"Hold fast Boys! This'll be a rough ride",
The crew gazed upon the captain with pride,
From the Barents Sea to the Indian Ocean,
He never buckled and only showed a valient notion,
As the ship cuts through treacherous crests,
The crew doesn't buckle either, their courage pressed,
Creaks and moans as the ship stretches,
Sounds that'll turn any jollies into wretches,
"Heave around, heave around" the boatswain bellows,
Crack of the mast drops the crew to their elbows,
Like the tentacles of the Kraken ropes snag some crew,
Pulling them over into the deep blue,
Anchoring the ship, the mast creates a list,
Creaks turn into snaps as the keel twist,
"Cut the lines and hold fast" captain shouts,
Filled with fear, the boys show doubts,
A pause of fear causes something most servere,
Wont matter which way the captain'll steer,
The rising water above their knees causes such gloom,
Yet the crew, the boys, held fast to their doom.
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Circus Star

Be a Circus Star
Doesn't matter who you are 
You'll have fun by far

Now it's time to go 
To the funny Circus Show 
See the Clowns I know

Watch them all pile in
To the Circus Volkswagen 
Amongst the applause din

I the Canon's spot
A clown in a suite gets shot
Across parking lot 

Monkeys and Owls 
Time for Circus animals 
Elephants, Camels

Time for Acrobats 
Fly around the tent like bats
Like that's where I'm at 

Now in center ring
The clowns start to dance and sing
The band is playing 

Clowns happy to be 
In the Circus Family 
Their insanity 

The kids like to see
Insanely is funny 
The kids laugh and scream 

Now we all shall go
Back to the Acrobat show
They swing to and fro

Let loose the Kraken thing 
In the pool at center ring
Hear the Sirens sing

For what it is worth 
It's the Greatest Show on Earth 
Has been from it's birth

Players and Actors
Figure in all their Factors
Coming back for more

Playing all the parts
Acting all the roles by heart 
When the Circus starts

You on the Dark Side 
With a mask you run and hide
With the Clowns on high

People love the Clowns
They turn their World upside down 
Under circus Crowns

I'm the insane Clown 
With my frown turned upside down 
In your dreams I'm found

High from where you are 
Try to be a Circus Star 
Funny, Mad by far

Trying hard in kind
A way to heal up my mind 
Where's solace to find 

As long as you stay
I'll take your worries away
At least for today...

The Tears of a Clown 
When there's no one else around 
Doesn't make me sound

Now, behind this mask
All I ask, take me to task
While I swig my flask

Yes, I am the Clown 
My big smile now become a frown
I won't hang around 

The show is now over
With the echos of laughter 
Goes on forever...

Copyright Jeff W. Watson, July, 26, 2026
Form: Haiku

Premium Member Frighteningly

Sandals
On a golden sandy beach.
On a dusty dry footpath with warm air 
around your feet.

Music.
Spanish guitars play sounds so sweet.
The evening light is warm and friendly, 
the night sky blends into the ocean as 
the waves lap at your feet.

A stark sound, a whale crashing helplessly 
on the beach.
Bird flight, low level their squawking 
screeching, nothing normal is here to 
let them feed.

Tide rise, the ocean sounds darker with 
fiercer speed. It seems to be saying 
something but we don’t listen  we just 
use it to fill our bellies with selfish greed.

Night sky the moon hides behind the dark 
clouds.
Rain comes out of nowhere and 
rain comes falling down so heavy the ground 
can’t cope and neither can the streets!

People.
People crying on flooded streets.
Their homes now under water, along with their 
lives, their belongings, and their dreams.

Nature.
I hear it screaming in the winds.
I stop and turn to face it and I see it look at me.
Like a kraken raising an eye out of the ocean 
it wants me to know it’s upset with us,
so upset indeed.

Feelings.
Scared now of forces we can’t control or see.
The dark side of humanity still taunting and 
laughing at nature as nature turns around and 
glares at humanity so frighteningly!


Castia Pone' of Aromuss

The Myth of Asopus comes from the story of a male
Bassoonist who's wife lefted him and he was troubled
that he had dificulties finding a new
wife or partner.
         "  arníthike na sfíxei to chéri tou týpou"
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Written By Marshoney Seatrunk and Legato A. Battuta
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Kraken Mare and Asopus
 : spoke at Antoniadi Dorsum
Metope, shared the stage with him.
to whom might seek love
here at the rivers of Tian he said
might weath might find thee
where Gods and men
shall collaberate to build the City of Zeusia.
The people of Caloris Basin didn't take to kind
to these Gods and Mortals
collaberating under the helm of Asopus
. They sought the God Moccus who devised a
plan against Asopus and his followers.
he gathered every hog in exsistance to
one place there the methane from there waste would
create the storm of storms
Asopus stood at Antoniadi Dorsum
and suddenly a bolt of lightengcrackled from the heavens
a laid hi there for eternaty. Metope his wife knealt beside him and said
 My love I feared to tell you that Zues has married 
your daughter in Boeotia, now I am without you does it matter?
Zeus said of these, humble the successful that there envy
blinds them from seeing, And that there carlessness reveals there
lack of concern. The city of Zeusia shall be built to worship me
might my enemies tire from againstment.
Form: Ballad

Fantastic Journey

It was a quaint little shop
Looking strangely out of place
And the owner was a hermit
With a crinkled young old face.

He was a man of distinction
Of health hearty and hale,
Had looked a Haggis in the 
Eye and lived to tell the tale.
He had lived with a mermaid
Having found her in distress
Nursed her back to health 
To become his new mistress.
He had sailed the seven seas,
Served with a Samurai band,
Been a leading Ronin before
Sailing away for Samarkand

He had awoken the Kraken
Then, before it was too late
Quietly swum away to avoid
A somewhat gruesome fate.
He had hunted with Vampires
But only on those darkest nights
For they'd had to be recoffined
Before any sign of daylight.
The werewolves of Carpathia
Had taught him transfiguration
A secret he'd long discarded
Once he'd left that roving nation.

Bareback ridden a unicorn
Learned all its Pan Pipe skill;
Sometimes early on cold dark 
Mornings he would play it still.
He didn't believe in Faeries.
Didn't like to fantasise,
Only believed in those things
He'd seen with his naked eyes.
I left him making a Herbal tea
Said I didn't quite know when
But the very next time I passed 
I'd pop in and see him again.

I shouted my goodbyes
As he worked away inside
And I eagerly continued on
My Magic Carpet ride.
Form: Rhyme

Born To the Sea

Born to the sea


Mind of water, flowing thoughts;
The currents beneath your words could change us all.
River heart, born to the sea;
The solace we seek waves to you and to me.


Join me on this voyage, over water, to a new land.
All hands on deck chairs are temporarily in the sand.
Cast ashore to repair our vessel,
But soon we shall cruise again, so hoist that sail.


Raise it so high, that the crow's nest will not be our peak
And the land dwellers will be the last people that we would wish to meet.
My crew and I are setting off on an adventure;
A journey across the deep blue, to a land of mischief and wonder.


The undiscovered land, on the other side of a new life.
We be pirates, so we be; so raise that Jolly Roger flag upon high.
Let all who see our symbol know the story of our ship.
The unsinkable voyager; 
A blast from the past, blowing through the wind.


Raise the sails and let the wind take us in and move us on
And throughout the jagged edged cliffs and beyond!
And on past the mermaids that sit upon the rocks,
Singing such enchanting songs
And on past the things that they call ‘The Leviathan’.


Release the Kraken!  The foulest beast from the Gods up above
And we shall continue this trek into the darkest of the rum.
To the bottom of the barrel, right down to the Admirals eye.
Let the birds be our guide to our next paradise.


Land ahoy!  There be treasure there for sure;
So onward ya scurvy rats and be prepared to fight once more!
We are damned to forever sail, 
Since the life at sea swallowed our cursed souls;
Now we travel these high seas in search of more silver and gold.


(C)2016 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
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Unleash the Kraken

"Unleash the Kraken"

Unleash the Kraken!
Don't just listen, speak.
For demons will devour
Those who are soft and meek.

Unleash the Kraken!
Don't just run and flee.
For those who don't fight
For themselves are not free 

Unleash the Kraken!
Let your craft be seen.
Let the the whole world witness
That you can live the dream.

Unleash the Kraken!
Raise your colored flag.
People will judge,
Just give them peace and love.

Unleash the Kraken!
Of your creative mind
For your wisdom and ingenuity
Can change the tracks of time. 

Unleash the Kraken!
Be courageous, be bold.
The stories of your greatness
Must not be left untold.
__________________
Form: Didactic

Premium Member The Gist of Time

Sing songs muses muse blueberry pies
     Sung blues one day the muse all died
Hail the stars that distance hath grace
     Earth star hath turned anew took place
Traverse the constantly cached stars 
     Beast unburdened braves of past scars
Trident had Kraken divide her in half
     Great made small sat back and laughed
Harp corraled midst meshed verged
     Luna slumbers sourced piece emerged
Hearken the heralds the angelic sing
     Universal timing presence peace bring
Such folly be told of that kind of talk
     Can a massive own a minute tick-tock
What meaning exists for the colossal    
     Infinite stretch from the number zero
Form: Couplet

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