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.
Sailing the seas on a lyrical sloop,
visiting pensmen in a metrical loop
with alternating laughs and sighs,
I smile and realize
the sun never sets on PoetrySoup.
In every time zone, in every land,
shining on each seashore's sand,
a seashell or a nautilus
sings to amuse or slaughter us,
from a poet, awake, pen in hand.
This old lighthouse wants to say,
about the cold clouds of gray.
When it rained all night and day,
with the keeper wanting to pray.
Then the sun would come out to play,
making the blue sea a pretty highway.
This old lighthouse saw many ships,
some sailed by and some smashed like a souffle.
Sailing by were many birds of prey,
telling the old lighthouse it was like a cast away.
Old lighthouse even on Christmas day,
I can not getaway.
For the old lighthouse and keeper was it judgment day?
Why did the keeper want to stay?
Why not just run away?
The keeper knew he could not leave ~ no way,
telling God they both were not a runway.
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"In the mists of your eyes,"
I found raw passion.
As I talk to you,
you "Burn me with your love poison."
I cannot go on like this,
you are tearing me apart.
I hope one day,
"I will find you beyond the stars."
In a peaceful and loving world,
as we live separately.
Maybe we were not meant to be together,
just sailing on the blue waters.
"Where the sky drifts into the sea,"
where we both can find ourselves.
I will let you go now.
"Leashed to your dusk."
The hills of the city
The seals at the sea
The Golden Gate Bridge
The prison of Alcacraze
Seeing clear across the Bay
On a clear and sunny day
The winding street
The park retreat
The twin peaks
The trollies and
Up and down thrills
The Bay and the Breakers
The fog
And the fog horns
The far east ships
Sailing full and free
Through the Golden Gate
The shakes
And the quakes
The coolness
And occasional light chills
The city by the Bay
My 8 year stay
I’m chocolate kisses in mid air
Lillies get stuck in my licorice hair
Not a beauty by American standards
But I intrigue courters and enchanters
I like to fancy myself a purple poet
Though my muse is often stoic
He dangles ideas above my head
Just out of reach making me beg
For one hint at greatness in a night
A song a poem the world’s delight
But I’m stuck in maroon mediocrity
Sailing to blue moon from black sea
A Brave Soul
The sea is stormy, with wild waves up high,
A little boat sailing beneath the sky,
Battered by woeful wicked wayward winds,
Has a part of the main sail worn and torn,
Yet the sailor steers on, the soul unshorn.
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
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.
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
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.
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.
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