Pacific Ocean Poems - Poems about Pacific Ocean

We woke up early to a 50 degrees morning….six o’clock to be specific In order to make the 70 mile trip to Rialto Beach on the coast of the Pacific. It was a two hour circuitous trip …since we had to be there by nine there was no time to linger about because Rialto Beach is only open when...

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Sunrise all the world But sunrise over the sea Brings unique surprise....

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An outing near SF Bay to a baseball game might ease my pain, But a trip to the sandy beaches of the PACIFIC OCEAN is not the same. You could see it in our eyes beneath the sunny western skies. Those happy kids and I always had a notion and with dedicated devotion, Our swift and happy feet took...

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All of us without exception laughed: On the Pacific Ocean a raft! Why would one big waters dare with craft And hope to make it without witchcraft? All the big lips in the small room laughed: One saw a snake's fangs and cold beer quaffed! A nice tale but the teller just daft, My cash not leaving my pocket's baft....

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Beautiful water Calm like the heavenly light Beautiful waves...

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The Pacific ocean presently has floating waste twice the size of the United States....

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Zwischen dem Morgen und der Nacht fallen die Sterne in den Pazifischen Ozean. Die ewige Sonne lässt die Wellen erklingen, mit dem weichen Schaum leichten Schnees. Die See singt Lieder des Vergessens, von versunkenen Bäumen, von leuchtenden Stränden, von der Liebe. Ich bin wie der Wind, der den frischen und vollen Morgen berührt. Der Ozean kennt viele Lieder. Ich will keine verwundeten Wolken im Morgen...

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There is an island In the Pacific ocean Surrounded by blues In various motions The blue of the water Reflects from the sky Turquoise and dark Either makes me sigh With mountains of lush green In sloping canvas Varieties aplenty Trees and grasses Species so different Grace this land Where they have thrived for years As it has never been manned Golden beaches Glitter her coast Where the blue waves caress Its where i...

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i wish i could swim the pacific ocean and back. and when i came back to sit in front of a burning burning fire until it dried me to the bone. and for my skeleton to be hung above your bed to act as a catcher of your night terrors and it would work because you would know that i...

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