Shore Poems - Poems about Shore

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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In my mind I go to an empty beach in my mind, I enjoy it best at sunset with the hued clouds; or at sunrise with all the birds singing songs, love the solitude and tranquility as I walk. The sunset clouds ever changing colors so...

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How can I sever wolf-waves from the selfish sea? I ache to cut the rogue from the relentless flow his crest swelled in high rise on testosterone tide swindles my tease to tame his blue Neptune flame mocking my sun dried bed with unruly despise he rides a white steed in petulant power with the moon I am the passive strand...

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Echoes of the Silent Shore ...

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Echoes of the silent shore into our past it transports Calling me to my memories long ago stored Safely put away for days like today when I need you and my eyes are red and sore Echoes of the silent shore make me want you more than I have truly wanted anyone ever after or before To have and hold you wrapped in...

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Level sands stretched beyond the range of vision Sluggish blue waters touching the grey seaboard Waves crashing on rocks with a lingering sound The surging waves erasing footprints like wipers Pyramidal red cedars diffusing camphor aroma The mangroves standing on stilts along the shore Velvet seals and cute penguins go on roaming Flocks of seagulls swooping down to catch...

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Peace is the tide that never stays, rolling in soft whispers, retreating in sighs, touching the feet of the weary, only to slip away before they can rest. It lingers in the hush before a storm, a breath between heartbeats, a weightless second where nothing pulls— then the world stirs, and it is gone. We chase it in quiet rooms, in hands we dare...

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"L o v e lives in the archaic abyss of an endless ocean, where wind and waves ...

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I walk alone my love has let me be and my spirit roams free The shoreline is my friend little birds dart along the edge of the surf ever so playful But my heart aches in pain remembering my love that left me long ago I see the pelicans fly by in unison with their friends can they feel for me, my heart bleeding Each footstep...

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