THE SUPERMOON AND THE SEA
The crimson sun goes down slowly cold and wet
At the gripping edge of the sea in the speckled sky
The swelling waves carry overturned palette on crest
The cloud layers blush in colors, in moist air they fly.
The sky soon turns in gloom a void in shades of grey
From where permeate the gleams of the falling dusk
Disappear in the horizon making for the night the way
To creep after the twilight with elements of the dark.
On one such night in the winter standing by the sea
I see the perigee moon appear low in all its grandeur
The sparkling stars spread silver dust falling free on me
The waves churn the supermoon streaks on breakers.
The distant glimmer of the azure water deeply serene
Enters my charmed mind, takes it to sea bottom still
Drenched blue in moonshine I soak the bliss within
The soothing touch of the divine orb I instantly feel.
January 4, 2018.
Categories:
sea bottom, beauty, moon, sea,
Form: Rhyme
Smooth Ride with God
God wants us to be each other's guide;
Comfort continuously when they cried;
Be a comfort,
Never do hurt,
And with God is always a smooth ride.
Jim Horn
Full View Or Far Away
Flag may be in full view or far away,
Flying with a message it has to say;
Always be brave;
Big or small wave;
On sea bottom floor father does lay.
Jim Horn
Had To Rake The Lake
What we had to do was rake the lake,
And then after that will take a break;
Rest for a while;
Nails would file;
Went home and cake started to bake.
Jim Horn
Twisted through trails on a tough trek;
Then we finally ended up at Quebec;
Water would run;
We had much fun,
Until cold water was up to our neck.
Jim Horn
In 200 feet of water off of Sicily in Med.
Fell from top of Carrier Intrepid CVN-11.
Had To Rake The Lake
What we had to do was rake the lake,
And then after that will take a break;
Rest for a while;
Nails would file;
Went home and cake started to bake.
Jim Horn
Categories:
sea bottom, allegory, analogy,
Form: Limerick
Teach me to be
Ashamed and humbled
Cause at the moment
I'm so rumbled
I'm so boom
So thunder roll
Indeed my love
I'm a troll
I roar, resound
Reverberate
It's mindlessness
Looking for fate
It's mindlessness
Trying to grasp
Love and it's wisdom
Will make it last
I question You
So critically
posting some duets
Musical.ly
I'm unimportant
So sorry love
I know you're dealing
From high above
You are revealing
Inside my heart
You are appealing
I'm unable
To grasp your words
What I can pick
It is two swords
One on the left
One on the right
And I will go
With you to fight
So all the others
Will see the light
So all the others
See you shine bright
It's you my love
Makes me a knight
In front of you
death is afraid
As beside Hades
Your body laid
You reached sea bottom
Walked in abyss
I love you love
You're a bliss
A blessedness
Humbled I ask
For forgiveness
A beatitude
You are Nirvana
'f you had a voice
It'd be Rihanna
Day by day
You command to rise
Life with you love
It's Paradise
You've always been
You'll always be
Nothing can hide
As you're free
Categories:
sea bottom, god, jesus, love,
Form: Quatrain
I sleep awake wondering
my country’s invasion by wolves
I dream a dream of dreamers
to cross mystery sea-Mediterranean
“Opportunities, heaven for me
awaits across the sea”
I soliloquy in a grass hut
“I will at last drive a car, build house
I will at last get all hidden things
that civilization carries in its stomach
if only I can cross there”
quick were my steps and plans
But ghosts prepared their backs
the ship licked sea bottom
the dreamers saw the dream
becoming real dream- empty
Ghosts carried on their backs
all who dreamed most
to the land of broken bones
as the bull-toads of Africa
open their skulls and pour vodka
Sea ghosts of Mediterranean
carries away calves and bullocks
that would give exotic breeds
erode blades of plows
and build new pyramids
for womb-peeping Africans
Categories:
sea bottom, africa, life, satire,
Form: Free verse
I walk along the beach watching the incoming tide,
Combined with a strong wind they will not be denied.
The white horses ride proud on many a wave,
Gloriously white, foaming and devilishly they behave.
On the rocky shores they mercilessly crush everything in their way,
Sinking boats and ships that now on the sea bottom lay.
They are a force of Mother Nature, man cannot withstand,
So many times the white horses have wrecked what man has built and planned.
I see the young folk on a bright summer’s day,
Challenging these white horses with their fine wind- surfing display.
The surfers ride high, twirl and spin and enjoy their day.
But it is the white horses that reign supreme and will always have the final say.
Terry Godwin
Categories:
sea bottom, poetry,
Form: ABC
It was a good sailor God blessed me be.
In me veins be sea salts me heart pumps through.
I'le pray me Good Lord shall look after me
on dire crossing from port, to seas anew.
I'le trade not me fate to no man nor tide
in me marrow, sea brine me heart pumps through.
Me sheet be made fast to draft leeward side,
but this breeze too tight, for me ship to stand
yet I'le trade me fate to no man nor tide,
not to work a poor shop or plow on land
but sail this sea and a good sailor be.
This gale be too fat for her sail to stand.
A main mast crack, to be an end to me
to the bottom me ship and I'le may go
but fight this sea and a good sailor be,
it is all I've asked and enough to know.
It was a good sailor God tends me be
so be sea bottom me ship and I'le go,
even there me Good Lord looks after me.
Categories:
sea bottom, faith, sea, god, me,
Form: Terzanelle