Waters Poems - Poems about Waters

Cool waters casade over myriad rocks. That serpentine creek which heads to sea Voice lilts,, its charm draws me in period Fears enter though as I sit under the tree Crescent moon rising gives off lunar light There appears a phosphorous light green glow Creatures who are naturally bright at night Water ripples by, while soft breezes blow Fear gives way to the...

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Written: May 31st, 2025, for contest by Brian Strand ************ m o o n ...

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In office halls, where silhouettes loom, Beware the boss who calls you aside to manipulate, A trap awaits, where whispers seal your destiny, Keep colleague woes locked deep, an unspoken weight. Security's helping hand may hold a test, Expectation's seed, in every coin you nest, Proximity breeds contempt, a subtle art, One day's omission, and you're branded apart. Close friendships forged in workplace...

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How still the waters rage In stillnesses of day Moving tranquil on their way Across the placid page, While simmering beneath In silent, stormy stare The torrent underneath In boiling cauldron glares – Between the lines the blanks Bespeak in volumes swept Words unheard in all their strength Speak, where they are kept Beneath the calmness of the page – How still the waters rage –...

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"Sacred Waters" In the hush between the stars and sea, She rises, quiet, wild, and free. A tide that stirs with breathless grace, A rhythm time cannot erase. Not just of body, but of flame, A current no one dares to name. She pours from places deep and wide, Where gods and ghosts and dreams reside. Her waters bloom without a sound, A tremble shaking...

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My emotions flow in time with the rivers current It's so close I can smell it, what I long for the tall cat tail grass brushing against my bare arms, wet sand and driftwood a heavy heart longing to be carried home again my soul craves this, the waters hymnal It must be a dream to...

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murky waters barren sludge and grunge until waterlilies rise AP: 1st place 2025 Posted on March 24, 2025...

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let me find let me stay in this wonderful hideaway where the murmur of waters rushing gently is ablaze with flowers hued differently and the scene bathed ...

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The oxide earth vapours, the vernal air trembles A dirty white sky overhangs in your glasses Viridian green tints the water, it shambles The exuberant stems of the lilies and grasses Like women with oars punt in David Brayne's pictures My senses are floating through waters in bloom No exaggerations in landscape are featured No lyrical effects, but seasonal gloom Filled with presentiment...

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Still as the wind who sings breathless praises to the tune of a softly glowing moon, stars whispering to the night, twinkling graceful abiding in the music, a soothing rhythm erasing the anxieties, the doubts, the fears wiping away the darkness, the gentle tears with a beautiful melancholy, a promise that appears when twilight fades to darkness and the trees sigh, praising...

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You are my woman I want to love you like you never been loved before With depth that reaches beyond the shallow shore Into the vast ocean where hearts truly soar I'll cherish your strength, your fire, your grace Not as possession but as gift beyond measure In your complexities I find endless treasure A universe to explore at our own pace When...

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Still waters, reflecting nature's simple things... Quietness with every breath, peace from shore to shore Hope from hill to hill where open distance is freedom Simple flowers scatter colors brightening the day Still waters so calming, there is no complexity - there...

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In the depths of your mind, where shadows reside, A voice whispers doubt, with nowhere to hide. Depression's a monster, a weight on your chest, A longing for solace, a moment of rest. The future seems hopeless, a relentless refrain, "You're lost in the darkness, there's nothing to gain." But wait, through the struggle, a beacon appears, Three digits of hope, dispelling...

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wAtErS flowin juz… Urine gusting down my leg ---As open hydrant 2/24/25 Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2025© S e n r y u Verse Syllables Per Line: 5 7 5 Total # Syllables: 17 Total # Lines: 3 (Including empty lines) Words with (syllables) counted programmatically: N/A Total # Words: 11 ...

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My Patience Slowly slip Each word spoken Days become hazy Memories wash away Each breath carefully metered Time cascades into a river Currents erase stories forever Flowing toward vast oceanic fate ...

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