Sea Velvet Poems | Examples
These Sea Velvet poems are examples of Velvet poems about Sea. These are the best examples of Velvet Sea poems written by international poets.
Maybe I’ll buy a red velvet cake from the store.
Buying things is a chore.
I had money somewhere in my jacket.
Coins making quite a racket.
But when I tried to unzip my pocket…
Water spilled out, out, out…
Then I died.
I drowned one day.
Barreling past a stingray.
The last thing I saw was a deep sea fish.
I sent him one last wish.
That in heaven, the sunlight would bleach my hair.
Underwater, there’s a lot to despair.
I was swimming on the beach.
I had just finished eating a peach.
The riptide moved toward me.
Taking me to the sea.
I bought a red velvet cake.
One day.
I had money.
I hadn’t died yet.
I had pulled out a 20 dollar bill.
They took it and gave me back change.
My cake was a treat.
I had change left over.
And two slices of cake.
Maybe I’ll buy a red velvet cake from the store.
I found out that heaven has stores too.
Lost in a sea of blue velvet
she dances, by the rhythm of aquamarine eyes
Beneath a parapet of stars where no one can foretell,
the sparkle of a smile is waving its goodbyes;
to loneliness
to sorrow
to solitude of morrow
Soft landings on the moon, they hold on to each other
as they twirl inside an ocean of cobalt blue;
Above, the heavens like birds of paradise soar
dipping their hearts inside each others gold
until they are no more.
The world falls away at their feet
as two star crossed lovers become love's paraclete
in a dreamers world
where fantasies curl
the azure blue hurl
of a boy and a girl.
By: Mystic Rose
Anything for you, just mention it to me
Walk across the world? Swim across the sea?
I would do it all with pleasure and elan
If at the end you'd be there, determined I'd press on
When legs and arms began to tire
A thought of you would light the fire
And onward I would stay my quest
The prize is nothing short of best
Real fur collar, diamond ring
I don't like faux anything
Blue velvet circles spinning in my mind
Archaic fabled days of sadness and desperation
Feeling so blue
Like the drifting sea anemone in ocean blue
While spirits swirl about me
Feeling so blue
Those enigmatic swirls of hazy mountain crests
Lingering through fading sun
Speak of dying
Like rain pouring down into an open grave
And mourners trying to make light
Speak of dying
Feelings of hopelessness betray the better me
Who sings uplifting songs of praise
Reciting psalms
Like a pure altar boy who knows the truth
And nothing releases the horrible pain
Reciting psalms
Let me walk along the velvet beach,
collecting shells upon crushed stretch.
Sun rearing-up a nine year old — teach
her to be happy, care-free, an oceanic sketch.
Eyes wide open, examine the gifts of the sea.
Brunette hair cascading over the shoulders.
Her bare feet stride through shifting sands free.
The past warms me in this present colder.
With curiosity in seaswept zephyr-ease,
each open shell would land a nesting place.
Her caress of lovely fingerlings, bent knees,
behold a prize...the shellac of time and space.
Piece by piece, a plan from Auntie’s coving.
We’d dip into the shapes, shades, and whispering,
pleasure and pleasantries ensconced in loving
of the sea through the inner ear of offerings.
Tunnels of God—great in mercy and grace.
Small but cared for, this daughter and niece,
sister and friend — so much ancestry to trace
in each universe of person, place and the deceased.
5/17/2021
under skies with stars I could touch
hangs the moon, velvet and soft
I shout your name
over and over
love's sound waves reverberate to sea
Night and day rythmic crash of the sea
Reflection of the red sunset in his eyes
Extended into the ocean from the coast
Summer sea Spring storms biting wind
Sun on water shone like brilliant jewels
Long dark skirts trailing on stone steps
Rustic gown green overtunic amber silk
Long drawn breath crackle of fire glances
Distant sounds festive drums celebration