Shore Poems - Poems about Shore

I was drenched in black water, Yet, it looked as though I were dried out. I stood before a lighthouse, Yet, remained unseen. Gazing into the sea’s blackness, The highest tides forever circled me. My eyes could find no anchor, As my dark hands sailed towards the farthest shore. My home, too, was cloaked in shadow; Something unseen, yet present, walked with me there. The...

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Forthcoming Summer Hiku 21 summer on the w -a –y pearly s ~h ~o ~r ~e vacation dreams ...

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Like sunlit tides on a quiet shore, a breath of peace in each rolling wave, it hums of freedom, soft and serene— a prism of truth in motion’s embrace, where hope drifts in translucent grace. For the contest: Color my mood Date posted: Friday, May 23, 2025 Sponsor: Nette Onclaud...

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“A crimson sky breaks the distant shore” This kaleidoscope of colours I just adore I love to stroll by the ever changing sea At peace with the world, I feel so carefree The sky’s ablaze with scarlet and gold It’s such a glorious sight to behold I’ll stay until the sun sinks down low A cool breeze blows so it’s time...

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From the right shore to the left, I thought I could no longer cross. Even if I looked back at the time that had passed, I thought I could not cross the river. The bridge had fallen; that was the end. When the river overflowed, I thought I was unloved by life. Without even trying to forgive. If I wanted to be loved, I...

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I squinted while gazing into the western skies my attention drawn to banks where willows wept. Twilight, a melange of magical moments in my eyes, usually interludes when twilight colors were windswept just before the juncture where daylight slowly faded and the reign between sun and moon were traded. But tonight, "a crimson sky breaks the distant shore." Appearing low across...

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[*Hendecasyllable: line of verse containing 11 syllables with stanzas with repeated end words and a five line envoi that concludes the ballade.]* Look as… “a crimson sky breaks the distant shore” Signaling I will see my fair home no more the ship drifts into shadows far from yon shore And soon the sky is dark night, crimson no more The...

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Oh how I wish I could buy, the huge beautiful sky. By day with bright white and blue so high, and the sunny sun makes me want to cry. By night the colors change making a roar, "A crimson sky breaks the distant shore."...

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The horizon stretches, endless blue, A vastness mirroring the dread I knew. Problems arose, a tempest unforeseen, And I, a fragile vessel, lost between. The waves they crashed, a symphony of might, Each crest a shadow stealing all the light. The shore, a whisper, distant and unclear, And in that ocean's heart, surrender felt so near. The will to navigate, a tattered sail, My...

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As the tide retreats, the shore unveils a tapestry of deep garnet and crushed ruby sand, spread before a mosaic of polished rocks. Towering above, the jagged cliffs rise steeply, their weathered faces carved by relentless waves. Ancient glyphs emerge, whispering timeless secrets to the ever-listening ocean below. ...

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The final silence deeper than the grave, A vast unmaking where all memories wave And then subside like ripples on a shore That knows no tide and will remember no more. The self dissolves, a sugar in the rain Of nothingness where joy and sorrow wane To indistinction, a forgotten hue, The vibrant spectrum fading into blue, Then grey, then absence utterly complete, A...

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For Constance Contest: Eight Beautiful Lines 03/27/25 Mei is a Japanese ornamental tree with fragrant white and pink blossoms and small yellow fruits. She strolls the shore swept by a cordial light Her soul full of awe of the stately sky The dawn, blushed in pleasure, drones with delight, Cheered by the colored blossoms of the Mei Waves lap her feet in...

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~~~~ We spent our days down by shore Wading out in the placid seas Or jumping waves that seemed to roar Rolling in on a warm sweet breeze The castles built when we were young Bedecked with shells and seaweed strands Small starfish from the...

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"Hush your crashing," whispered the moon to the sea, as the sound slowly faded from the mermaid's laughter. Luna heard only echoes on the shore, a silent symphony that had been ebbing across the sea, perhaps hereafter. Often, when moonlight glimmered its soft celestial light, she would allow me a brief glimpse of her golden hair. It rivaled the glow of...

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Along the shore Wind adores the sand, the stone The Salish Sea calls to me I am an island upon an island Restlessly wishing A gull in communion with mountains, trees Water my source of birth and food Harbinger of ancient ways In my soul such dynasties free themselves Only within the emptiness where the wind exhales are you with me Forever on the edge Eternally your footsteps left behind though washed...

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