Underwater Poems - Poems about Underwater

underwater misfortune finding a hidden miracle in mistakes properly learned from so used to failure i crack the codes of the rudiments of reversal of mistakes properly learned from i now play chess with life life always wins because i have no idea how to play i move on to going back to being a veteran amateur of knowing nothing the beauty of the mirror mirror on the...

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Drifting, drifting we float, in azure abysses aglow Drifting, drifting we glide, amidst aquatic artistry's flow Drifting, drifting we go, where coral constellations grow Swimming, swimming we surge, through sapphire seas serene Swimming, swimming we swirl, where silent symphonies convene Swimming, swimming we soar, as shimmering schools careen Deeper, deeper we dive, discovering diverse domains Deeper, deeper we delve, dreaming in diaphanous...

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underwater taj mahal how many have seen you? Your iridescent swirling waves the colors of rocks browns, pinks, blues, you have such depth I feel complete, observing nature’s utmost beauty...

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I feel the water rising which shouldn't be surprising. Lately the emotions they come like waves. Wanting a kiss, a hug are among the things that I crave. I know it makes it hard on you when I'm upset and feeling blue but don't you see I'm drowning and I don't know what to do. You're so strong and beautiful. I'd...

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Come and see, beneath the sea A world unbound by gravity Seaweed forests which float and sway Where schools of fishes dart and play Castles of misty coral sands Glimmer in pastel rainbow strands Boldly disguised, the octopus blends Like an eight-legged chameleon A turquoise tail of a maiden fair Breathing bubbles instead of air Fantastic yellows and blues divine Dazzle with aquamarine shine Sun dappled coins...

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there is a party underwater nobody is really celebrating i swim amidst the decay very soon i will be a member there is a party underwater the mold is so overwhelming i swim amidst the apparent danger very soon i will be a perfect match there is a party underwater many unready poems from broken spirits i swim amidst the toxic stench of creepy cold...

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underwater thinking about slaughter open to discussion wanting to play percussion refusing to breath easy having difficulty and feeling queasy hearing a different rhythm trapped in a spinning abstract prism wanting to break the seductive glass wishing i could get a special pass laying in the sand newly bought pocket knife in hand thinking about neckties wanna slice until something wet flies underwater thinking about slaughter then out of the blue I.....HEAR.....YOU...

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Options Underwater: The Song of the First Amphibian by Michael R. Burch “Evolution’s a Fishy Business!” 1. Breathing underwater through antiquated gills, I’m running out of options. I need to find fresh Air, to seek some higher Purpose. No porpoise, I despair to swim among anemones’ pink frills. 2. My fins will make fine flippers, if only I can walk, a little out of kilter,...

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Over pelagic reefs, oscillating waters obfuscate sunken fetes. Octopi tango while oarfish flash titian fins. Opulent paradise: oblivious to us. 4/5/21 - written for Kim Merryman's "Pleiades O" poetry contest - 1st place...

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The ocean's call washed me away Today, tomorrow, and yesterday The Earth and Sky all look away For in the sea I choose to lay And all the people shout and pray But I've been yearning for this day For the underwater is where I play...

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Rock beach of chasms. A man is pale dough standing in sand. Shimmer owns his toes in a flurry of foam, then withdraws. He watches for a cue in a sky of cotton ships when a clam swallows all his theories. Running thunder into frigid arcs, he is eyeless. His arms extended, a child to his mother until his figure dispels in the motion of curved glass. Anonymous inside the texture of...

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Among the muddy water, the shadow of an obscure wanders, He wants something, but he can't say it. Her body lies among the deep stems, And no one is looking for it on earth. Her white legs were home to fish, And thin hands live in time with the wave, The dress is red, like a banner in the wind, It's as...

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Everything is tinged with blue I could stay here forever Admiring the bubbles The beauty The feel of the water on my skin I love being underwater As soon as my head dips under the surface All my cares dissolve As if they are absorbed into the water My hair floats around me And to me, it looks better than it does on land Did I...

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There is going to be a jump, the only one that could thump- in this room of bloom... What are you doing sitting when you could be a standing ox? Are they out on patrol as you wann the metal into your soul? Dive deeply hard Sims- they made you corrupt, these are dignities we divide, they had no name before you arrived- more...

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i have my eyes closed, and the painful weight on my shoulders begins to feel numb. i don't know if i'm lost in an ocean or a swimming pool. the pressure in my head keeps me awake, i'm breathing just fine. i don't know when it started to fill water around me. all my senses are there but my body is distance. i...

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