Ocean Poems | Examples of Ocean Poetry

from the I-shaped metal we set sail to the ocean with a pirate crew over dozen as lightning struck and tide crashes to go over the horizon together has always been the X mark we trailed then there's the cannon boring hole and the mermaid's enchanting call to a single pebble, tied to a rugged rope we drift away to the sea some survived remained...

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I am the reef beneath the sun’s warm sway. A thousand years old, yet slipping away. Your nets and ships cut deep into my skin, But my heart still beats deep in currents within. You count me as treasure, a thing to own. Yet I am an ecosystem, of coral and stone. Grant me my...

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You stand with your suitcase like a buoy, bright, bobbing in the shallows, and I am the pier— rooted, barnacled, smelling of old salt and rope. You tell me you’ll stay if I keep my hands wrapped round your ankles, but I know the tide you carry in your ribs. Even on windless days it pounds against my palms, shouting for the open mouth...

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Expectations No rest No time to breathe A weight on your chest Nothing less than excellence Even that's not enough A world that tells black people That even if you follow the rules You are still not good enough Because as long as your black They will always have the last laugh In a world that preaches equality It sure is a hypocrite From...

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The calendar showed January 1899, there were only a few hours of real daylight He set out in his poor man's boat, early dawn Snow and ice did not melt until mid-May The cold bit his face and hands, he had to try to obtain some food on...

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You love the Ocean as it comes I love the Ocean as it goes Caught in its tide of becoming Washed in the change — of its flow (Yarmouth Massachusetts: September, 1974)...

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Waves shape the sound of soaring sea Ride the tides of what ought to be Layer on layer out of reach Breaking breakers bound on our beach Stirring swirls make clear waters curl Rolling rumblings leap to unfurl Watery spritz that twist then sway As bubbled foam pulls back away Each wave differing grasping high Trying to touch the spacious sky Dreams drenched in schemes...

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For Sir Brian Strand's 1401 Poetry Contest 5 August 2025 _ ...

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I close my eyes savouring the memory of the clash of waves and rhythmic sway that rocked my childhood...

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Moon on iceberg it's dim like magic on a corpse Moon on iceberg Jack in Rose's arms, frost returns; this cold of moon and sea will pour after she kills it going forth — Moon on iceberg...

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Read to the ocean when alone - flat-bottomed tanker ...

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waves crash on the rocks repeating their splash and spray each in its own way life runs in cycles unending iterations details change each time can we shape the ocean tide or just watch and take the ride...

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We made our padded rooms, Trampoline parks for a time, For bouncing off the walls, With a crash into the side, Those clouds our leather breakers, Of eroding rolling rows, Salty tongues of the storm. Strapped into a jacket, A hopping biped fowl, Once a soaring pterosaur, The terror of the skies, Now domesticated bird, Trussed with wrung neck, Head severed at the join. Off the pier to flip, Into...

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The mountains wept. The skies moaned. The soil trembled. The trees whispered their last green prayers— "Man has destroyed us... alone." He who adds no value takes all, then leaves nothing— just wastelands where rivers once sang. The year was 2100. Half of Britain—gone beneath the Atlantic. Japan—smaller than a dot on a map. American states—flooded into memory. Europe—erased. Russia’s frost—melted into pestilence. Africa— Famine became the air. Children born on...

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A wide, flat horizon expands without end, A glass-like level mirrors the sky to blend; Soft shimmers of light jitter on the water, Tender waves roll in the sea blue in color. Rhythmic lapping of water against the shore, Distant songs of seabirds that I can't ignore; A soothing hush like nature's whispering sigh Delivers mild voice that I cannot deny. A cool,...

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