Seaweed Poems - Poems about Seaweed

Caught in seaweed forever I guess My legs are tangled; they’re in a mess Merman comes along and cuts me out I am too weak to flail about Who will save a wretch like me? Floundering in the Baltic Sea...

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Seaweed, another nutritious meal, With an acquired taste in a meal, I desire for my breakfast, What is the purpose, Is it the cellulose, That is so delicate to be pulled by the force, Enhanced by the source, Here, I found the origin, I wish it would taste addictive like margarine, Or tangerine, In the summer, I blenched it with salt and water, It could not...

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Here, take time to admire this tangled clump of seaweed, its knotted form, how it becomes almost a poem in the way it folds around a secret hidden deep within, how it tumbles along the beach carrying off a mystery wrapped in the breath of a wind. ...

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On one of the myriad bays along the Maine coast. Keep the holocaust at bay I said to Dave because you’ll spend all day gathering 2,000 calories and still be miserable hungry. An undiminished population of humans is risible. Black spruce and balsam fir, you can eat the inner bark in a starvation emergency. There’s plenty of Cornus—bunchberry— each orange pith around the stone worth maybe...

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Washed by tides, tangle inevitable, Lurking licking tongues, tiger whisker weed Undercurrent gritty slippery tendrils - Barb trusting toes with camouflaged cat creed Wet predator paws apply pressure Leeching life from faithful feet, farcical Undulating grass, salty claws sever ...

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Powder-white sand rattles between flexing toes like tiny, bleached avalanches. The Australian sky, wide, taut, and impossibly blue screens my field of vision in a blinding smear as sea droplets evaporate on my body leaving salted grains softly stinging. I raise my five-year-old hand and closely examine its withered skin from knuckle to nail. The soaked ridges and puckered lines are as deep...

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Seaweed tastes like a storm of six months A bulimic cloud of bile and doubt Fainting in the brisket line Curled on the chest of a false lover Pregnancy scare relieved by a loss of one fifth A predator child disguised as sensibility Reports the angel to cover himself Teeth forcibly removed Jaw and soul bruised Out of work and left with...

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Today I went fishing I didn't catch not one good thing I was only fishing to have fun I baited up my hook casted out my line I'm gonna catch a big one was running through my mind I zipped up my jacket as day turned to night sat down in my chair that's when I felt a bite I jumped to my feet and started reeling in it's...

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Can you hear the echoes of the ocean - The screams of the cooking pipi shells, The sadness of 52 hertz whale, The craziness of the king tides, The eternal love of the cute little crabs? A little piece of seaweed wants to scream And yell And tell the world it is happy. It wants to push And pull the tides of life; Let...

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All along the bent and angling coast seaweed strands in sunken coves abandon their beached forms from wave to wave I always chase after them their strewn bobbing heads roll as dead bodies from wave to wave What seaweed does not hide short stories of unknown depths? submarine worlds where time itself folds into layered shelves Under every rubbery leaf striped then strung to tether in running...

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Copyright 2014 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED POETIC LYRICS BY THOMAS LAM HSI (ANDRESS) Dedicated to ALL WORLDS CREATED BY THE 'TRUEST...FIRST...LAST... AND ONLY SOURCE OF LIFE---WHO CREATED ALL 'SO-CALLED' Gods!' Take...an-orig-inal...RECIPE-FOR-SUC-CESS...an-what/you-get IS-A/SLAUGH-TER...OF-LAUGHS! Take...an-orig-inal...RECIPE-FOR-SUC-CESS...an-what/you-get IS-A/SLAUGH-TER...OF-LAUGHS! From-the/EAST...to-the/WEST...IS-A/PURE-MIXING/BOWL! And...from-the/WEST...to-the/EAST...IS-A/CO-MING-LING OF-DING-A-LINGS! From-the/EAST...to-the/WEST...IS-A/PURE-MIXING/BOWL! And...from-the/WEST...to-the/EAST...IS-A/CO-MING-LING OF-DING-A-LINGS! IT'S-A/PURE...JUG-GLING...OF/POI-BOWLS-'n-SWEET-SEA/WEED! IT'S-A/PURE...JUG-GLING...OF/POI-BOWLS-'n-SWEET-SEA/WEED! A Tropical Storming...UNDER-HOT/FLASHES-AND/ROYAL-TEAS! A Tropical Storming...UNDER-HOT/FLASHES-AND/ROYAL-TEAS! It's...ARTHUR/AND-HIS/WHITE-NIGHTS...and/PRINCE-and-PRINCESSES! It's...ARTHUR/AND-HIS/WHITE-NIGHTS...and/PRINCE-and-PRINCESSES! FROM-AN/ISLE-OF/TROPICS...TO-A/EUROPEAN/MIXING-BOWL! FROM-AN/ISLE-OF/TROPICS...TO-A/EUROPEAN/MIXING-BOWL! A-European/comedy...OF-FIRST/CLASS-ASSES... THAT'S...A-EUROPEAN/COMEDY...OF-FIRST/CLASS-ASSES! A-European/comedy...OF-FIRST/CLASS-ASSES... THAT'S...A-EUROPEAN/COMEDY...OF-FIRST/CLASS-ASSES! A-European/comedy...OF-FIRST/CLASS-ASSES... THAT'S...A-EUROPEAN/COMEDY...OF-FIRST/CLASS-ASSES! Poet's Own Note: Title songs to an original screenplay by Thomas Lam Hsi (Andress)!...

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I behold the seagulls In their graceful flight, With outstretched wings What magnificent sight. I glance over the water As far as the eye can see, I feel a peace in my soul; Complete tranquility. Some love the mountains, Others the hot desert sand, But I'm closest to my God Where the ocean meets the land. Surrounded by sea mist, Seaweed, seagulls and shells, I commune with...

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In the inner most Deepest depths, you tortured me until there was no beauty left A vile monster with lying tongues In my ocean deep You became slimy You attacked me without a heart Hurting me In the depths Creeping like seaweed all around me Covering your lies Disguised as truth, leaving a horrible stench...

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oceans of seaweed adorn driftwood with green pearls... gifts from Neptune's queen *Written February 21, 2012...

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CLAM SHELLS, SEAWEED AND A WHOLE OTHER BUNCH OF JUNK I looked through the ocean I searched through the sea But I never found me She always said that we were different I’d ask how and she would always say “only in every definitive way” So I set a course to change those things I bought her little trinkets, bracelet and rings Yet the...

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