Short Coasts Poems
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williwaw
noun WILL-ih-waw
1 a : a sudden violent gust of cold land air common along mountainous coasts of high latitudes
b : a sudden violent wind
2 : a violent commo
When the time was ripe,
their two souls merged
at the confluence of time,
on the edge of
two coasts.
A jump of courage,
into the shelter of each other,
rang the dormant bell of bliss,
and they went.
never obscure my sun
I don't like clouds
since I have cooled down
never cut my wind
I am against the obstacle
since I live free
never interference to waves
coasts waits for them
since the world exists
The wind blows the butterfly, bouncing in the air.
The butterfly does not fight it,
it coasts and rides the wind,
opening its wings
as if it were in control of this personal wave of wind.
It reaches its destination.
Known through every heart's
Wild urge and fun side;
Forbids nothing, including
Desire to escape
What Summer, especially
Along its sea coasts
Reveals, laying us half stripped
About its nature
If coarse, is one glad to cure.
Laughing at our shape!
Oceans of blue green waves
Occlude seashell strewn coasts
Oysters pockmark footprint
On the carrageen moss
One pearly dream moonlight
Over tidal burst dams
Ovulate pools of thought
Date posted : 6 th April 2021
Contest : ‘Pleiades O’ Poetry Contest
Her hands, I see, are sweetly crafted
My hands, her hair, a river rafted
Or ruby coasts on which I sail
The shore, her face - sublime detail
With sand, so white, so pure, and smooth
Sifting as my fingers move
Her face, her heart, a new frontier
My heart, full sail, is drawing near
Come on in again...!
Let's go straight and
sail
In the bluewatered lakes,
In the far Australian
coasts;
And nest in the waving water
With the floating vegetation;
And romance in the
green isles
And dance at mating time.
June sound waves are breathtakingly glittery.
Waves build avid foam on sandy coasts till blistery.
Avian creatures while they slumber, are still jittery
While the blossoming flora spreads its mystery.
Anemones and coral reefs show Earth's history.
Written: June 4, 2023
Nights grow longer, stars in flamed blue,
the luscious trees waving away-
with boughs so plump,ripeness is due,
and dreamy strolls light up the bay.
How the breeze jiggles, toes are bare
on sandy coasts, joys are night's grace,
then 'round I go to our town's fair,
and cherish all of summer's blaze!
Narwhals, Is Chivalry Dead?
Narwhals cycle arctic coasts
amidst the icepack
ancient seasoned routes
swordfights, competition, Spring
female conquests are courted
mystic spiral tusks
alphas chose the heartiest
basking in the sun
coastline guides the species well
Sunshine Williams
Body binds best
Quell quirky quest
Broken best binds
Feel furious finds
Body blooms bright
Set savvy sight
Bridge broken bonds
Ply piquant pond
Body beaming boast
Cruise crazy coasts
Boost buzzy breaks
Sense succinct stakes
Body booms blaze
Check cheeky craze
Leon Enriquez
10 May 2019
Singapore
News flash
Grand dash
Swim win
Joy seen
Hope speaks
Great peak
Faith knows
End shows
Proud sight
Cheer lights
Red-Dot
Sweet spot
Clear toast
Pride coasts
Sure style
Fond smiles
Fine act
Swift tact
Go far
Bright star
Calm quest
Works fest
Leon Enriquez
13 August 2016
Singapore
"On the coasts of compromise,
consider the cost."
Poet
Squalls were forecast
at last evening's meeting;
sudden gusts of duplicity directed decisions.
My wild frenzy wanes, passes now
as I pray.
Today, back at work
Jesus' spirit within my soul
restages me with truth to defeat divisions
as I work to lower temperatures.
Pardon’s plea
I brushed aside
My faraway glimpses,
The many consequences
Of trifle revelries I wasted
Grasping the snippets of night time
And all abandoned pining.
Bouquets of fondled whispers dangled
Among damp stems along Riviera beach,
Still molding flit kisses in balmy shades
That stretched on coasts of sudden farewells.
Make Love To Me In That Ancient Place Contest
From salt-stung coasts and logic’s end;
My pulse awakes beneath your pen.
A ghostly hunting throughout the night
And a steady drum near a candle light.
For every moment these ink lines take;
My spirit grows and begins to wake.
To feed the marrow of your crave
It threads the static of your days.
To etch the light in jagged ways;
Pinned fast beneath a phantom gaze.
As i understand the scriptures while reading,
My Soul rejoices.
Dry fasting and praying for seven days,
My Spirit boosts.
Preaching and teaching people,
My Soul induces.
Singing and dancing for God,
My Spirit coasts.
March 13/2023
By Alfonso Warally Ngengethe Mussabwa Chris
... Sixth place winning in the competition...
A Brian Stand premiere No 1201 Poetry Contest.
Along the coasts and by the seas
There lived a man made of trees
His duty was of noble action
Protect the forest with great passion
His body was made of bark
Eyes so piercing and thoughts so dark
His realm of life was so sacred
But beings of flesh had invaded
Once so peaceful and now so angry
This guardian of life started to rampage
Killing men in their thousands
Disease and insects brought plague and famine
Bitter taste twirls
New thoughts swirl
Ideas now hurl
Black bitter gall
Feel fancy fall
Sleepy stands tall
Niche nature near
Frame fuzzy fear
Dream dazzle dear
Warm coffee brew
Wet morning dew
Dark clouds now stew
Moody mind mulls
Drifting thoughts dull
Maze moments cull
Sleepy stance steers
Hazy hides here
Coffee coasts clear
Leon Enriquez
25 January 2017
Singapore
Sincerely, it’s sad;
Heart-arching
Soul-dampening
Hearing “Farewell” bid
By the beloved,
Truly it’s bad;
Tearing apart
This touching attachment
Of utmost feeling: love!
It’s damned fearful;
Listening to the distressed,
Agonized, pained and solemn
Expressions of a heart
Beset by beating confessions.
It’s indeed madness;
Tearing apart attached souls,
Sailing across life’s coasts
In love’s vessel!
As time goes by
Days best uncluttered
The good life
Coasts uncomplicated
My wishes are few
And quite simple
I crave peace and
Happy settings
Moments of seclusion
Where I can be creative
Amuse my inner child
Dance drenched in sunshine
And taste serenity
AP: 1st place 2021, Honorable Mention 2020
Submitted on January 10, 2020 for contest WHAT ARE YOUR WISHES sponsored by CHANTELLE ANNE COOKE - RANKED 2ND
Every star
is someone eles's son
(shield your eyes)
shrug off hate
from everyone
familiar place
been here before
thousands of nights
the ocean shore
coasts are changing
minds align
hate and fear
must now resign
connect the dots
move my child
tame the shy
wake the wild
shred advice
relayed from the miser
castrate cancer
obstructing the wiser
transcendental
the hydrogen burns
furnishing life
each time earth turns
HISTORY IS BUNK
Columbus discovering America? Yeah, right !
Only after a small army of Vikings from overseas
Traded and raided on the coasts for centuries;
And Brendan had navigated from Ireland to the Bronx;
Not to mention precolumbian wrecks of Chinese junks
Found in the sandy bottom of San Diego harbor;
And the Mongoloid footsloggers who tiptoed south to Ann Arbor
Across the floes of the Bering Strait ten millennia before.
Nights grow longer,
stars in flamed blue,
the luscious trees waving away-
with boughs so plump,
ripeness is due,
and dreamy strolls light up the bay...
How the breeze jiggles, toes are bare
on sandy coasts, ioys are night's grace
then 'round I go to our town's fair
and cherish all of summer's blaze!
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Jamie Pan's Contest 2/23/2017
Theme 6: Reflections on a window
Written: September 08, 2023
Bite Size Poem No71 Sponsored by: Line Gauthier
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On distant coasts, oceans often rise and flood.
Every wave abides by the route of the prior one.
Squat idle loops on sere soil of whale crimson blood
Every strenuous stride is brisk and deftly done,
A foggy crawl on a dreary, windswept cruise crud.