TO BASKING ON THE SHORES OF MY POETIC SEABED
Lying here on the shores of the seabed of poetic creation,
May this flow of waving words stream joy, worthiness, and
Inspiration to the thirsty eyes they froth upon; hydrating them,
And energizing sad, weary souls with peace, love, and hope.
May such allegorical words overflow into waiting cups,
To later be sipped by a deciphered understanding of minds
Hungry for awareness, truth, and guidance towards liberation:-
Indeed, may God pour out of my poetic cistern, his divine wisdom.
And for these frothing waves of words of peace and love,
I would be in dehydrating remission if I did not give praise
And thanks to my fellow blessed scribes who likewise
Continue to water my poetic seabed with nourishing grace:-
Categories:
seabed, extended metaphor, inspiration, motivation,
Form: Quatrain
below the billows
listen to the siren’s song
place your fears to bed
Categories:
seabed, death, myth, ocean, peace,
Form: Senryu
Beneath the ocean's veiled expanse,
Where death's jaws in darkness dance,
Human spirit, explorer's flame,
Seeks conquest, building its name.
When the sea calls out its plea,
Hope and fear blend fervently,
Within its depths, a revelation lies,
Where hearts are bared, on daring tries.
Our feet have tread the solid ground,
Yet yearn to conquer seas profound,
Driven by questions that ignite,
A quest that sets our souls alight.
Death claims both warriors bold,
On battlefields and waters cold,
In a pill, they delved through sea's divide,
Never to return to the world they left behind.
(c) Ayinla Muyideen
for those who lost their lives in the OceanGate Submersible
Categories:
seabed, anxiety, courage, death, fate,
Form: Rhyme
icy waves in fall
ferry to shore a sea star
from a mussel bed
Categories:
seabed, beach, imagery, journey, life,
Form: Haiku
SEABED SOAKED
coconuts float from purple palms
in the tropics
thirsty for its watery alms
wet umbrella
a salad that tosses and turns
a fever burns
consoler massages my burns
my suntan bleek
warm winds cannot compete with skin
red raw and spurned
as you run off with youthful sin
down pebbled beach
her hair carelessly bleached from sun
hand in hand with
my crinkled, decrepit old one
her smile will fade
as red foraminifera
turns beaches pink
she soon will stand on graying sand
with missing link
flame from mirthful cheeks - fever’s fried
i laugh out loud
and snap a towel at backside
of seaside hunk
1/16/2019
Fiction - I’m happily married :)
Categories:
seabed, humor, lost love,
Form: Rhyme
Wrecked ships and their treasures
Surrounded by colourful fish and corals
The richest man but nobody knows him
The king lives on the seabed
His tears get mixed with the seawater
He himself doesn’t know he is crying
Fascinating knowledge from the depth of the ocean
Sharing it with his servant fish and shrimps
The most intelligent man but nobody knows him
The king lives on the seabed
His tears get mixed with the seawater
He himself doesn’t know he is crying
Categories:
seabed, life, lonely, philosophy,
Form: Lyric