Short Mangroves Poems
Short Mangroves Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Mangroves by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Mangroves by length and keyword.
Jade Green Flourishes
Lightening Storm Summers
Mangroves cool the coast
seagulls' wings flitter
wild waves hustle into cliffs ~
jazzing tropic sun
~
shaggy mangroves sway
ivory clouds twist and twirl~
waltzing 'neath June sky
6/25/2020
Angry Birds
Crowing. Distressed Echoes
Find God. Hapless, Infernal January. Karma
Levels. Mangroves Neutralized. Ornithological
Panic. Questions. Razed, Sawdustted Toyon.
Unsheltered. Vaporizing Wildfires X-rated. Yowlers
Zapped!
”... are you the Reeper?...”
Know, keeper of the reef rather
”... a school of fish, taught me to see…”
1000 days in the Milky Way
Koi you are and coy, the realest deal by far
Buddha with a tale, sun kissed by a star
Hidden in the Mangroves of a Mango jar
”... is this better butter honey?...”
”... it’s your play.mate…”
Form:
Blue ocean vistas
Rainforest encroaches down
Tree roots over stone
Vines reach, wind, twine and climb
Clutching trees that cradle them
Burleigh Heads beach path
Pandanus groves, mangroves
Strange variety
Spiky bushes, towering trees
Tiny flowers underfoot
Raggy paperbarks,
Log bridge, white sand, shallow creek
Invisible birds give song
Each day travel the same path
Only to find it diff’rent.
Jammed some fun into one day
Aboard kayaks, paddling play
Mangroves, stingless jelly fish
And in my head, a hand itched
In beats, a beach reggae-tunes
Crashing waves upon the dunes
As curling smiles seemed to mock
Monster cruiser at the dock
Yellow sun did set too fast
Dashing night on anchor cast
Awhirl the sea’s brooding deep
Yesterdays pile on the keep
(9/12/2020: '04 Carver 420 Mariner; DMS)
You had set your sights
on the pond, accepting defeat:
wanted to know the depth of water,
fracturing sky.
The mangroves porous roots
jutting out of muddy water
exploring the memory
of reclining tree.
Always remained sick
of politics- the massive
hunt of fake solutions.
The return of theboat with
tiger. Are you ready to
take a plunge in nakedness ?
Behind the curtain was
sitting the invisible wheel
which will find the vulnerability
of a lonely path.
Satish Verma
A quiet cove with mangroves
Sitting in beach chairs
"That sounds wonderful," you say
But in my dream we both were there
I don't recall that much detail
Other than to say
Our feet were cooling in the flow
Of lapping waves that day
The shadows started to lengthen
The sun began to fall
Hand in hand in silence
We watched the curtain call
The last thing I remember
One single thought comprised
I was thinking as I kissed you,
"She's got the most incredible blue eyes!"