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Seabirds Poems - Poems about Seabirds


Premium Member harbor snow
I watch the harbor through the falling snow the sky and sea form one vast, gray tableau the sun is nothing but a weak, background glow the scene draws me, as if hypnotically. Five mile’s lighthouse warnings go unvoiced its strobes not lashing out, so what’s its point it stands majestically but disappoints replaced electronically A tiny lobster boat makes its landward way towards...

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Categories: seabirds, boat, sea, snow,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member Oasis
Oh! to find an oasis where peace does reign Soothing to the mind on this mortal plane Utopian existence all day long Whisper on breeze of melodious song. Oasis of earthly tranquillity Where blue skies align with a perfect sea No storm will mar seabirds in graceful flight With sweeping green hills that are pure delight. No confrontation in this peaceful place Just smiles...

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Categories: seabirds, appreciation, happiness, sea, sky,
Form: Couplet



Seabirds and Waves
They cry through open caves, plunge behind last raised wing. What crashes into them is the oceans voice beheaded. They rollick on the verge of a rise and fall. Indoor cats stare out of windows as heckling seabirds tumble and dive for shadows of sleek iridescence. Those hunched upon the land hear a kraken call made small, a throaty ravening, couched within the seas rolling tongue, where...

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Categories: seabirds, poetry,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Ocean Hum
Murmur ambience above the endless horizon freewheel briny breeze filled sea. Nascent movements from their shells come to be unfurled winks, life beating hearts is timeless. Calm hums over the ocean and appease the emotional storm; where bright blue sky meets the indigo sea, cap speechify sea foam waves roll into shore shortly ease before moving back into the sea depth. With a deep...

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Categories: seabirds, ocean,
Form: Sonnet
See the Seabirds Fly
E-arly Monday morning R-eplaces the Sunday night; I-n warm ninth January, C-oal clouds become white. A-fter the rain has gone, B-eacon begins to rise; A-bove the horizon, S-hadows pass from eyes. T-wilight has turned I-nto another new dawn; L-et the darkness depart, L-onely dusk is gone. A-llow the day to break, meeting the bright blue sky; S-tand near the ocean,...

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Categories: seabirds, birthday,
Form: Acrostic




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