Romantic Sea Poems | Examples
These Romantic Sea poems are examples of Sea poems about Romantic. These are the best examples of Sea Romantic poems written by international poets.
time-life taste
my love, seafood very
with nice and delicious
sea waves;
sea nymph falling prey
to harsh world realities
~ love overrated
Inspired by Ondine which is a play written in 1938 by French dramatist Jean Giraudoux, based on the 1811 novella Undine by the German Romantic Friedrich de la Motte Fouqué.
AP: Honorable Mention 2025
Beach
blanket
on the shore,
you can smell 'em
miles off the water.
Coated in peanut oil,
the very last puzzle piece.
Roses mingle with that gift box
inside of a heart drawn in the sand.
A pile of ribbons, bows, and curly fries.
First, remove the eyelids—
they hold too much fiberglass.
Grind streetlight into gunpowder,
cut it with gravel—snort the cocaine dusk.
Take the sidewalk like heretic communion,
metal-flake wine, asphalt host.
She blinks razors.
Stars break in her clavicle.
You don’t touch her—you calibrate.
Banana fingers, bruised and humming,
plucking vapor off the fencepost.
Storm-laced teeth.
Voice as hinge,
breath as cordless vacuum
throat tightrope over a cheap
motel dirty sink.
We lit the penguin rodeo in her Glacial ribcage.
Called the roots collect.
Spoke in wire glyphs.
The cancer slept in our gums,
soft, radiant.
I opened her chest
found an IPhone
still blinking,
still ringing,
with no one left to answer.
Blue ocean by the sky
When will I come?
Love with me
Romantic interlude
Looking at the sky and sea
Meet and fall in love.
There are two contrasting things I see
Amazingly convey grace and beauty
That is the blue sea and the field of greens
These are two opposite mix feeling for me
The blue sea feels me danger but is necessary
For a source of living and adventure
The field of greens propose romantic chills
Meet variation of colors that meets the eyes
The field of greens gives peace abundance itself
Since its reachable and achievable per se
The blue sea is unpredictable but with a warning
The bravest is the winner who safely returned
The adventure of life is the crucial stage
While there's tranquility in the land base
No assurance of life is being safe
Though both gives a mix feeling of emotions
They are part and parcel of human life.
Your eyes a dark archipelago
Mysterious then exotic drifting across
my shore;
I perceive their warmth inviting
While those lips blow a tangy flavour-
Irresistible, poised to reach for a kiss
Brewed by the kiln of summer’s
ember…
Carefully, my logic examines the
prospects
Between reason and wantonness,
As the fluid air spins amorously
And the evening grows too blind,
naked--
The waves within my navel dilate,
fluid as current's unknown motion...
I forget what happens next except, I
was
Drunk with the body- rhythm of something
untenably spontaneous;
Coasting on a body outside a bend
ebbing flowing through a belly and
tendon
Of a conniving sea.
Christina why do you laugh
at the men with whom you make love?
Do you have beliefs, any hopes?
Do you cry?
Do you need?
Do you fear?
Christina tell me all your fears
Ignore the devil when he laughs
Like me I know you need
someone special to love
I say "In the rain we all cry
when we lose sight of hope."
Christina do you see the lighthouse of hope
Or the angry sea as fear?
She asks "Have you ever seen a seagull cry
Or for that fact laugh?"
"They are free of the burden of love
But they see the sea as home."
Christina cries in need
"What does it take to have hope?"
"I want love
I hate fear
I want to laugh
Whenever I cry"
"Christina please don't cry
Because it's you I need
I want to hear God laugh
I want to shake His hand and hope
That all of my fears
Don't get in the way of all my love"
Christina is in love
That is why she can cry
The angry sea crashes in fear
That's how it feeds its need
To destroy all hope
and the reason we all laugh
So Christina you don't need to fear
As land is now within sight
And as you reach shore we will reunite
Into the gaze of your
Sea breeze eyes
I don't ever want to
Look away.
No convincing,
No persuasion needed
This organicity
Offers us a
World in and of its
Own.
Crossing paths,
The bridge,
The connection
The sweetness of
your breath
Moving forward,
Never wanting to stop
This crazy ride.
As i breathe the scent of rain,
I let go a sigh of my pain,
Droplets creating a melody,
Enclosed in nature’s remedy,
Soothing my skin is cold breeze,
Elated nature is a tease,
This moment sky is feeling blue and grey,
Delightful are the soul’s astray,
Love seeks warm embrace,
Sorrow leans to find grace,
Hidden mist in surrounding,
Oh! That’s a mystery astonishing,
Hope peeping through the end,
Oh rain, you made the dawn rise again.
Headfirst into the sea he found her,
Madison caught Allen with her kiss;
Love left to surge bound them forever;
Free to be with her in this abyss,
Allen could breathe no trouble at all;
This realization was pure bliss;
His movements a nonverbal catcall,
the mermaid grins taking no offense;
She welcomes this monumental fall;
Fathoms down in a liquid romance,
elated with what never made sense.
I dance
round and round
through a haze of scented fog
I dream
through storm and breezy sea
I breath
what's left of all my yesterdays
I sigh
my heart flutters guilty
on whose tumultuous sea?
I arise
In places that've seen no tomorrow's
I wander
I wonder
ever on and on
From this window open to sunshine,
one may think that it's not raining
on that lonely road forgotten by time...
but raindrops won't stop falling!
That was the only place of solitude and peace,
the furthest place where we couldn't be seen by others,
warm grass was the perfect bed so soft to eager fingers,
while above noisy seagulls performed a dance!
It's raining on that lonely road,
raindrops erased our footsteps
mockingbirds flew around us,
we didn't mind being followed!
From a wide window over the breezy, balmy bay
the young composer at the piano hits high notes,
their sound delights the painter with hair color clay;
he draws scenes dipping his brush in pretty colors!
It's raining on that lonely road,
no dreary rainy day thrills anybody;
we all have a past secretive world
that echoes with a sweet memory!
Walking along the beach's sandy shore,
I witnessed the ocean's mighty roar.
Sea weeds with seashells and sea glass, a tangled mess,
Hiding a treasure, a glass bottle's caress.
Within its confines, a time capsule's plea,
An 80-year-old message, a desperate decree.
A sender's hope, that we'd survive,
The ravages of war, and truly thrive.
Smooth and colorful, like fragments of dreams,
Sea glass pieces, like jewels it seems.
Emerald green and sapphire, sparkling with delight
A testament to love, on a romantic night.
Perhaps a couple, once shared a toast,
Their glasses tossed, a memory engrossed.
For future romantics, a token to keep,
A symbol of love, forever to reap.
The sea glass's glitter, it never waned,
I brought some home, my lover's heart sustained.
A token of forever, a love so true,
Sea glass, a metaphor for me and you.
Sailing the seas of life, we find ourselves adrift, carried away with no compass or map to guide our way.
Our bodies, two vessels destined for collision on the jagged cliffs of the fray, ensnared by death’s velvet chains bound our amatory embrace.
Shipwreck that leaves us both in the auroral abyss, lachrymose tide drops two ebb us away, but we chose not to fade.
I’ll hold you sapphire sanctuary of solace,
living or stuffed euphrosyne, my ensnared.
Our kiss connects, waves dissolve, waxen effigy
surrendering its form, boundaries blurring ravenous hunger for kisses pulled us through the thunderstorm.
Beloved, promise me, you won’t let go.