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emotions, grief, introspection, loss, ocean, spiritual, uplifting,
with each crest of a wave
forming white crystal peaks
she weeps, inhales, let's go.
beneath a star studded vista
a resplendent guiding light
arms open, palms up, she is free.
the soothing sea winds
carrying away her grief and sorrow
hands posed in devotion, she smiles.
in a seascape of serenity
her baptism place of choice
she steps forward, her new beginning.
Mary Oliver Rotman
death, destiny, funeral, grave, ocean, sea,
Scatter my ashes at Pemaquid Point,
Let the wind sail them home to the sea.
Cradle of life, be my cradle in death,
And set my spirit free.
Sun will warm the daylight hours;
The lighthouse illume the night;
Waves provide rhythm and gulls give voice---
Music to ease my flight.
Eternal rocks will form my tomb,
Sand my quilt shall be,
Protecting from shipwreck and raging storms,
And I’ll become one with the sea.
death, love, nature, ocean, passion, me,
If the waves clutched for my feet once more
And invited me to drift
Would you pull me back from ocean's shore
Or let my spirit lift;
Would you wade into the waters deep
And hold my frozen life
Or discontent with ocean's tide
Let be with saddening strife.
If moonlight was our only cover
And her reflection beckoned me-
Would you swim a naked body
And sing our souls as "Free"
If ensconced in nature's grasping hands,
Whether waves or Freedom's play
Will you follow me, but nature's pet,
And embrace the dying day?
Asleep in my cabin as we crossed the ocean
Woke up with a start to a sound like big thunder
All around me now was just noisy commotion
An iceberg we’d hit that was tearing us asunder.
I have survivor’s guilt suffer nightmarish dreams
See widespread panic hear the sounds of loud screams
I would love to forget that night of memories
To do so would somehow dishonour the deceased.
written 9th April 2019
For writhing challenge 1-April, 2019-Its All About 8- Poetry Contest.
Sponsored By Dear Heart.
Partners in rhythm
Each following another,
To die on the beach.
Entry for Ocean Waves Haiku
[5/7/5 syllable form only]
By Tania Kitchin
26th January 2019. Placed 6th.
death, deep, introspection, ocean, storm, truth, wind,
I ride the waves of innocence
on the ocean of The Now.
From the depths of dank
a demon stalks my bow.
On deck afraid, alone I stood
quelling fear the best I could.
Furled the jib and reefed the main
what you do when the wind's insane.
Then rising atop a stormy swell
the giant beast straight from hell.
Peering so deep in its deathly eyes
I could hear a thousand sailors' cries.
The chilling truth that I could see
was the evil thing in fact was me.
death, growth, life, nature, ocean,
Slow and unfazed, oblivious to all,
He came from out of the blue,
Gaining power to point in the path of our life,
His passion and mania grew,
Summoning whoever marched by his side,
Together growing big, growing proud,
Together becoming more an unstoppable force,
Unhindered by feet on the ground,
Then all of his strength rose up from a thought,
A perfect silhouette, perfect curve,
And with all of his might he cracked open his voice,
The most beautiful roar to be heard,
As he attacked with one glorious increment of fear,
He lifted his mountains, his tons,
Just to die all alone with millions of friends,
His million small beautiful doves.
Gregory R Barden
appreciation, death, metaphor, ocean, universe,
Brumal mist ...
Crawls o'er the spindrift
White hats and bobbing buoys
Nod to me in affirmation ...
Oh, Calypso ...
So calculable and sure
Stir me as the sand, soft
Gather me to the briny abysm ...
Deep, dark and close ...
Reticent and cosmos cold
Made sustenance for creation
With Terra, forever federated ...
But for the edacious
Ocean of suns, heavenward
Aliment for an infinite expanse ...
~ 1st Place ~ in the "Strand Special 5, Any form, Any Theme" Poetry Contest, Brian Strand, Judge & Sponsor.
death, humanity, ocean, pollution,
And so the day it came to pass
They just gave up, the oceans died,
No life at all, a dead morass
It was a day that angels cried.
We watched them in their dying throes
Never taking time to tend the need,
There was a different path we could have chose
But we were blind and deaf, so took no heed.
Now begin our starving times
No fruitful bounties from the sea,
No need now for net nor line,
We have forged a desperate destiny.
beach, best friend, grave, ocean, sea, together, uplifting,
My name is here,
But you'll not find me.
I am with my best friends
Near the clear, salt sea.
We are in the wind,
In the ocean's roar:
On the smooth, cool stones
Of some sandy shore.
We are in the waves,
As they break on the rocks.
Here time has no meaning,
The seasons are clocks.
We are never alone
In this place by the sea.
We are always together,
As good friends will be.
We did not decay:
Turn to rot, then to bone.
We're not part of the earth;
It is not our last home.
We've had a good laugh,
My old friends and me.
We've escaped the dark grave,
By the clear, salt sea.
© 2015 Diane Lefebvre
beach, beautiful, cheer up, confidence, courage, crush, deep, desire, dream, environment, fantasy, farewell, for her, for him, forgiveness, freedom, happiness, heaven, i love you, inspiration, inspirational, joy, kiss, longing, lost, lost love, love, miracle, missing you, mountains, nature, ocean, philosophy, poems, poetry, psychological, relationship, sea, summer, sympathy, uplifting, water, wind,
the salty wind blowing from far, far away
read me a poem today
whose lines I've heard before,
bur where and when,
I couldn't tell:
"the shortest road is the one
that you know,
the longest road is the one
that you love"
soaked in deep thoughts,
I sat there for hours and hours
my eyes shut, lips dry
waiting for further clues
until, as a sudden,
the 'longest way' part rang a bell
I got off the chair,
opened my arms wide towards the ocean
hugged and kissed the wind,
the almightiest messenger of them all,
for making me feel again
Mark J. Halliday
death, england, eulogy, loss, ocean, soldier, war,
Columns and Ranks (20140925)
Standing straight in columns and ranks,
Heads newly shaved by the barber,
Carrying guns loaded with blanks:
New recruits after Pearl Harbor.
The Generals inspected troops,
Standing straight in columns and ranks;
Afterwards they broke into groups,
And marched towards the ships’ gangplanks.
They boarded ships with guns and tanks
To England, the Atlantic crossed.
Standing straight in columns and ranks,
They’d free Europe at any cost.
Allied troops endured dire losses;
Gaining a foothold up the banks.
Heroes sleep beneath the crosses
Standing straight in columns and ranks.
bird, death, fish, ocean,
Look! Splashing fat fish.
Circling gull hovers low,
eyeing breakfast dish
For Picture Perfect Haiku #2
Contest by SKAT A
america, courage, eulogy, loss, ocean, voyage,
To long for poetry soup, cut and paste follow like , page 9.
adventure, grief, imagination, journey, loss, ocean, sea,
Rough, Wild, Dangerous
Sinking the Sailors and Ships
Breaking Hearts alas!
bereavement, childhood, death, ocean,
Sea foam wash my feet:
Let me sink into the earth
My heels then my toes
Gentle breeze kiss me
So I may feel your majesty,
Whisper in my ear
Hands held on the shore
She holds me as the sea comes-
I love you Nana
Peter Lewis Holmes
death, deep, ocean, sea,
Death greets those who dive too
deep in dark pelagic hell; tossed
from jagged rock to vicious coral,
she stays the corpse’s dance, each
impact destroys a little more; her slow
explosion attracting hungry fish
All see her, bar gossiping
annemones, Cinderellas of the
midnight tide, swaying like mops
In the angry swell
Now, amid the canyons of the blue-
green sea, blood’s torpid rivers
conspire with current to pull her
down; where grassy queue awaits
volcanic vents; the tube-worms
Chantelle Anne Cooke
beach, death, grief, i miss you, moon, ocean,
Tonight, I view the lovely full moon,
near the ocean on a lonely sand dune,
with memories of my only true love,
who is watching me from far above.
My only solace is a haunting tune.
Chantelle Anne Cooke
beach, boat, eulogy, father, ocean,
The sailor starts his adventure,
and the sea accepts his overture.
Birds flock in flight as a multiple sum,
while the vessel acts like a lost drum.
The ocean is his unstable map,
and the waves continue to clap.
The chef races around the boat,
catching a cup of wind to stay afloat.
His eyes flicker like amber flames,
as he remembers nature's games.
Now, he becomes part of the sky.
His boat, a wooden cloud ready to fly.
Dedicated to my father Blaize Cooke
September 30th 1938 to February 1st 2010
He sailed from San Diego with a crew to Hawaii in the 1960s.
dark, death, fear, ocean, snow, weather, winter,
Who said snow is beautiful?
It is like poison.
It slowly stings,
Like a carnivorous swarm of bees.
White pellets slice through air
A blizzard would be mild.
Pale oceans rise where grass once stood.
It piles up.
And piles up.
Like the laundry of a dead man;
It lingers for far too long.
Reason A. Poteet
death, life, me, mom, nostalgia, ocean, tribute,
While dreaming of my childhood ocean ties,
mem'ry's chandelier sheds light, somewhat eclipsed.
The essence of the salt still stings my eyes;
the rusty taste of iron hangs on my lips.
The ocean’s fragrant spray not quite so fair
as I recall; it makes me think of death.
Many a moon has set since I was there;
destiny speaks to me - my own last breath.
The ocean’s soft waves bring dulcet mem’ries,
gran-mama’s silk scarf brushing ‘gainst my face.
Turbulent storms always left me on my knees
under safe precipice back of our place.
It is there my dreams rest as I stand by;
it’s there I shall be buried when I die.
written January 29, 2013
animal, beach, death, ocean, sea,
Master of the sea
Smells blood from miles away
Swims with dominance
Sharp serrated teeth devours
Naive humans viciously
absence, abuse, anger, beauty, bereavement, betrayal, emotions, fear, feelings, grief, happiness, longing, lost, ocean,
i should have fallen for the Sun.
Everlasting light: the absence of ambiguity,
and of course the promised warmth,
it scalds the soles of those who lay upon me...
Or maybe the Forest-
And the incessant profession of love
through the high-pitched squeaks of birds,
and the croaks of frogs.
i am in love with the Sea;
when i heard your breath through the line,
i closed my eyes
and swore i was by the soft thrashing of waves.
Mysteries lay in the depths of your unexplored soul,
and each day i am usurped by your tides,
pulled deeper into the abyss,
maybe even drowning.
Mark J. Halliday
death, fear, horror, ocean, prayer, storm, water,
The maelstrom keeps pulling me inwards,
Whirlpool's spinning slowly downwards.
My strength is waning quickly;
Hope’s waning silently.
Perceive no rescue;
No help’s in view.
Life I'll misss.
dark, death, grief, loss, nostalgia, ocean, sea,
One hundred year’s young.
grand old lady
in the blackness
Her great hull
Shivering vaporous forms
of first class and steerage.
Stroll hand in hand
together to the
of the Atlantic.
A vast wardrobe
of scattered luggage,
across the sandy floor.
Small ghostly forms
play chasey among
the tattered decks.