Sailing Sea Poems | Examples
These Sailing Sea poems are examples of Sea poems about Sailing. These are the best examples of Sea Sailing poems written by international poets.
Bittersweet falls the moonless night
when perfumed whispers ride the westward breeze
~ sails find their way home
Wordku: 5-7-5 words
AP: 2nd place 2025
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under your banner
my love loses all manner
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""""""""""""""""it's like riding"""""""""""""""
"""""a boat in rough sailing"""""
""through a calm sea"""
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A thousand ships through the dark nights sail,
to mysterious lands and adventurous trails.
With a thirst for life, I cannot rest,
when one is finished, there comes another quest.
I travel many paths into the unknown,
with each path completed, I know I’ve grown.
Though dangers lurk at most every turn,
I sense I’m protected; I have no concern.
I try new things all the time,
I’ve never seen a mountain I’d not try to climb.
Life is for living so bring it on,
I’ve never been broken except for a bone.
I’ll keep on a traveling across the seven seas,
Enjoying the adventure, and the ocean’s breeze.
When I was a kid,
I only knew the sea from a distance—
from the deck of a ship,
sailing from Manila to Bacolod.
I’d lean against the railings,
watching the water stretch limitless,
wondering what it felt like to touch.
It wasn’t until high school
that I finally stepped into it.
Waves around my legs,
sand between my toes.
And just like that,
I fell in love.
There was something different there.
Not just salt air and sun,
but a kind of peace I didn’t know I needed.
I live in the mountains,
where clouds kiss pine trees, and the fog hugs you tight.
But the sea… the sea pulls me.
Sometimes, when days feel so tiring,
I catch myself daydreaming—
of sitting at the shore
watching the sun disappear into the horizon,
waves brushing my ankles,
nothing else to do, nowhere else to be.
Oh, how I love the sea.
I can’t wait to meet it again next summer.
I love the blue water,
as I am rocked to sleep.
The salt air fills my soul,
as I dream far away.
I am awakening,
to a misty sea day.
Sailboat
sails set
starboard sheets taut
west winds ten knots
wheel steady in my hand
not a cloud in the blue sky
fresh salt air
Luna beckon's a siren's song
To reach the crescent moon,
she awakens before the water serpents arise,
and sea merchants sailing in from shores nearby
At crack of dawn and drawn to flickering lights,
night's natator of the bluest sea
zigzag's through the starfish
Caught in a seaweed beaded necklace,
tangled in nets sailors left adrift,
she reaches the open prismatic sky
A rainbow parrot fish tail flips over
smoothed sea glass rock
A siren goddess appears
Multicolored moments, eyes dilate
as indigo hues glow—it blankets
in silhouettes upon flowing strands of hair
Embracing the early morn with a sigh,
mystified mermaid from deep underwater
her thumping heart beats calm, in sync
with the crashing wave as it trickles down
A phenomenal crescent moon luminescent
As a cool salty wash laps the rocky shore,
it recedes with sizzling sounds leaving
pocket holes in the wet sand
Dawn calls with haunting cries,
she sings a siren's song
Written: May 11, 2025, for contest by Joseph May
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A crimson sky breaks the distant shore,
Whispers of dawn amidst a quiet uproar.
The sea exhales a deep-seated hope,
Awakening dreams where echoes cope.
Sailing through the waves, the sails expand,
Symbols of bravery, a gently twirling strand.
The horizon promise shines as a bright guide,
Leading my spirit beyond the dimming side.
From the shadows, the wings of time ascend,
Caressing sunlight with lofty dreams, transcend.
On paths yet to be discovered, hearts reignite;
Every step becomes a life that is requite.
Protruding pole in the middle
The top look like a keel that light
During the night in the midst of the bay
Your like a swan in the day time heralding
Its huge but gentle to look at its rarity
Seldom ordinary people has own you White
Now I see you move in smooth sailing
With girls and gents wearing sunglasses
The point of your richness and affluency
All eyes looking as you passed by with hope
That one day each has dock you in their dream
You swarm the sea with pride and with brevity
Careful pilot not to trouble the waves with rage
Because you're precious, rare but with worth
It's like a love that only longing for comfort
A pleasure, an adventure to the sea of life.
The camel, when drinking of tea,
Takes sugar proportionately.
For each of its humps
It drops twenty lumps;
But more, if it’s sailing by sea.
She wore necklaces of coral,
strings of pearls embracing her body,
glinting back at the broken sunlight
scattered across the sea floor.
Her glassy eyes gazed up,
somewhat worried, somewhat mournful,
longing to leap above the waves,
to sing that chorus of birds passing by.
Longing for her voice to take flight,
uninterrupted by ships sailing by.
She wasn't born a killer;
just cursed with a shadow of death;
and a sea that washed her bloody hands.
land
inland, cultivable
leasing, foraging, entailing
terrestrial, terra firma, oceanic, offshore
boating, ferrying, sailing
acquatic, nautical
sea
And late at hour, by rippling roar
Of waters lapping 'neath the tor,
A figure bathed in lunar light
Who smiled and turned upon my sight.
And beating wings above the wight,
The somber creatures of the night.
And as the stars about him played,
A sad embrace he gently made.
"If I were 'cross the seas again, in climates fair or poor,
I'd still be where I've always been, sailing by the shore."
He my sire and I his daughter,
Far across the fretting water,
Far across the sea.
As a deaf person who hears with heart
I view sea sounds with emerald eyes
The crashing waves seem to charge
And sea gulls wings animate their cries
I smell blue water and it seems to me
It’d be a shame not to “hear” with feet
As I splash with delight sinking in ecstasy
Like tan sand I give into power of healing
I listen to the white wind with my tan skin
It sends my hair sailing like black boat
The scent of seashell makes me grin
I imagine the sound is a lot like hope
Echoes of the silent shore
Ricochet off rainbows and candy clouds
I know the deaf hear more
For the sounds of nature are so loud
Upon the calm sea
there's serenity
Peace resides in me
Troubles laid to rest
Comfort in my breast
In a happy mood
I show gratitude
for this solitude
A boat to charter
o'er tranquil water
I'm Neptune's daughter
With wind in my sails
I'm cured of what ails
Quiescence prevails
and contentment found
Sailing on the sound