Sea Poems | Examples of Sea Poetry

Strolling upon the shore at night, cavorting crabs come into sight. White-capped waves kiss the sultry shore, whisper nothings in gentle roar. Digging clams discover their holes, hiding away within the shoals. Starfish affirm their right of place, disappearing without a trace. Treasures blossom on cooling sand, aglitter in a patterned strand. Tiny rivulets run their course returning to their common source. Mysterious as it may be, I...

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When I read your words, I feel a sense of peace! The words are pleasant and offer me a chance to feel love! Each time we speak, I feel your heart sharing with me a piece! The words are of magnificent bliss like the beauty of a dove! The sea is between us, but our hearts are connecting with...

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Here rest my oars. A killick thrown to the school of fishes, To still my boat from the peering waves. Fishy-wishy scatter as water splatters, Like wood chips flying when the pickaxe strikes. A ship draws near, but my killick blocks its kiss— Its stale mouth might stagger my rest, And send my gathered fish fleeing the net. Much of the mud my...

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Plates shifting beneath the sea. Mountains rising in the flat land. Energy creates a man. Faith changes I can’t, into I can. ...

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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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First of all, I must say that I love the sea so much in the past, I dared to repeat words from the poet Areias, "Sea, my ground" RETURN If the sea deigns so much to lose a little water to wash my feet... I reciprocate, filling it back with my tears...! I know the sea's salt, so many shipwrecked ships... I know the sea's distance so...

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They call it a profession. Selling your skin is not the same as selling your skill. They call it a bad habit. Nose picking is not the same as digging dignity. They call it empowerment. Selling a product is different from being the product. They call it freedom, Walking naked in a cage is not the same as walking free. They call it a choice But selecting whose...

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Father Drinan took his class to Coney Island Beach, He thought the sand and ocean could also teach. They ran to Nathan's hot dogs, then sunk in deck chairs, Until a hungry seagull took them unawares. (bridge) The seagull grabbed a hotdog from poor Joey McBride, A clever attack, swooping in from the side. The kids all laughed, Joey let out a...

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It includes Sopka Veles speaks the balalaika Eumetopias Jubatus spoke this to the people. from the Stone area of Mesozoic and Paleozoic. Severo-Kurilsk in the Kuril Islands the reports spoke of a 8.8 magnitude quake here a...

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There he was still as a windless night, As if adorned in the drapes of the stormy sky, His shield covering the faintest shimmer's plight. The candle held on to its whispering glow, On the shores of the unending sea, It held on in the ruthless wind's blow. Why the ritual of protecting a such memory, In the great winds of every...

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When I walk bare feet along the ocean beach, The waves come rushing to greet me, They play hide and seek with my feet, And challenge me to enjoy my best. The constant music they play, Serenades my lover to ecstasy, Dancing to the music of the waves, Unifies our heart and souls. The time never waits, The tide hardly can wait, The sand sculpture...

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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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the wind blows, caressing my skin, my hair is tousled, i make no attempt to fix it. breathe, once and then twice. the waves crash against the shore, my heart fills with a strange sense of peace. breathe, once and then twice. my feet sink into the warm sand, the air is salty and profound. ...

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Shades of blue and black Creatures that remain unseen Dance around strangely Various colors Patterns and textures seen Deep sea new to me...

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