Short Cormorants Poems
Short Cormorants Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Cormorants by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Cormorants by length and keyword.
Poplars
against the rising moon;
filled full of roosting cormorants-
sleeping;
as
long shadows,
rippling between
reflections of scudding clouds-
where evanescent images
settle.
oars barely skim the surface
skiff glides smoothly
as if floating on the dense fog
cormorants perch on pilings
silence broken by hungry gulls
rising sun glistens water
salt air invigorates my being
memories engulf me
What if the sea stopped moving,
lay as still as setting concrete?
And all around the gulls
scolded a lament
as seals flapped aimlessly,
trying to raise a swell.
With cormorants stranded on a rock
as poised as a question mark,
while crabs scuttled everyway
as if dancing on hot plates,
becoming the uncovered prey
of seabirds and small boys.
Over in a shallow glade by the river she waited,
Cormorants gliding silently.
In the embankment bed she lay.
Twisted isles swept furiously,
Dead fish shallowed pools beneath the old red bridge.
Above a sky in black, dirt filled.
At night she listened carefully, moved in silence.
The span of wings touched her heart.
At night she fell to whispers,
exclusive lights in a harbor born.
A pair of brown grey
cormorants sit bobbing on
perky swells
Then ploink they disappear to
probe
The Hudson's murky hell.
Down in Dante's numbered
rings
They swim blinded by pollution
In the shadow of towering
testaments
To technological evolution.
I could not imagine there being
life
In a river so deathly still
Til up they popped with puffed
up throats
To swallow a tasty kill.
rough ocean waves
crashing sounds on the granite rocks
water rising, filling up nearby caves
winds raise nearby boat docks
to fall and crumble in pieces into the sea
as the seagulls and cormorants on the docks flee
to the seawater to swim free
waves crash on granite rocks as sea debris engraves
6/18/19
Contest: Writing Challenge 1, June 2019, Crumbling Rhyme Contest
Sponsor: Dear Heart
'Write Thirteen Beautiful Lines' Poetry Contest: Sponsored by Constance La France (April/May 2025).
Where hills are alive
with imagination
carried by clouds
toward their destination
Lakeland fells and sheep
Liverpool of cormorants
Wales with its dragons
Yorkshire and terrier dogs
in Lancashire towns
of redbrick and cobbled folk
who worked with bare hands
to build a much better world
beneath these beautiful skies.
We stroll ocean sand beach as waves come toward us.
Sea brakes, crashing on shore; wind's keen, birds seen now.
Feet feel water rush by - it's cold, a nice plus!
Great size cormorants sate their greed upon scow.
Seascape shows pier through day's half light, kept somehow.
Rails hold places where lines drop bait far downward.
Boats ply slowly across the sea's fog hazed brow.
Fine brave surfers catch waves where no man sees guard.
Form:
Clear blue sky and cool winds blow
waves pouring in and splashing high
toppling over jetted rocks
ripples mellow out and gently flow
Gulls soaring low, cormorants streaming by
distant sail boat tackling the rising tides
white caps roll, fast and furious
tangling seaweed strewn where barnacles lie
the ocean’s voyage does not cease
waves are traveling with a sounding roar
this vista plants a profound wonder
in my mind this is absolute peace