Poems About the Beach Seeking Friendly Advice
#beach
Poems about the beach seeking friendly advice. Friendly advice and comments have been requested for these poems.
our world
Our World
This is not a day for clear sky and sun
This is not a day for jubilant spring
This is not a day for summer drizzle
This is not a day for crisp snow
This is not a starlit night
This not a time for love and romance
This is a day of grief and mourning
She gave us a fertile world
What did we do?
We polluted her rivers and sea
We stole her precocious minerals
We befouled her scented air
We lay waste to her forests and land
We killed the fauna
Worst of all, we stole her beauty
This is not a day for clear sky and sun
This is not a day for jubilant spring
This is not a day for summer drizzle
This is not a day for crisp snow
This is not a starlit night
This not a time for love and romance
This is a day of grief and mourning
She gave us a fertile world
What did we do?
We polluted her rivers and sea
We stole her precocious minerals
We befouled her scented air
We lay waste to her forests and land
We killed the fauna
Worst of all, we stole her beauty
#countryside
#forest
#beach
#clouds
#nature
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walking to the coast
the splendor
falls
on clearer
further going,
the sun
watched
tracing down
days
of gray,
and then
a less
threatening
sight,
the wind
blew until
i felt
the circling
race of a
throbbing pulse,
and
the roar
of another
ocean.
falls
on clearer
further going,
the sun
watched
tracing down
days
of gray,
and then
a less
threatening
sight,
the wind
blew until
i felt
the circling
race of a
throbbing pulse,
and
the roar
of another
ocean.
#countryside
#beach
#sky
#nature
#mountains
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a grain of sand
that one
tiny grain
of sand
may not
seem important
or much
to most,
but others
stand shoulder
to shoulder,
holding hands,
things change,
from
an individual,
togetherness,
becoming
ocean front
property.
tiny grain
of sand
may not
seem important
or much
to most,
but others
stand shoulder
to shoulder,
holding hands,
things change,
from
an individual,
togetherness,
becoming
ocean front
property.
#strength
#courage
#motivational
#inspirational
#beach
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alone on a beach
i stood there, staring
from the wind-swept beach,
enjoying the emptiness
and the sounds the water made,
there is no one around,
i feel free,
i began to shed my worries
as i began to shed my clothes,
then i dove
into the cold waiting water.
from the wind-swept beach,
enjoying the emptiness
and the sounds the water made,
there is no one around,
i feel free,
i began to shed my worries
as i began to shed my clothes,
then i dove
into the cold waiting water.
#beach
#water
#wind #nature
#wind #nature
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Floating in a state of pure serenity
The waves flow onto the sands of the beach,
The breeze make the leaves dance on the trees.
I feel the water rise over my feet
As I make my way into my favorite place
I feel the current move past my legs,
Pulling slightly on my hair as I lay back
And let myself float in a state of pure serenity
The breeze make the leaves dance on the trees.
I feel the water rise over my feet
As I make my way into my favorite place
I feel the current move past my legs,
Pulling slightly on my hair as I lay back
And let myself float in a state of pure serenity
#beach
#water
#peace
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santorini
those towering
stone cliffs
hold you,
sentinel like
monuments
at santorini,
they are
unmovable
cliffs
since conceived,
their first
breaths,
unapologetic,
that same
stable gaze,
from
countless eyes,
the waters
around you,
safe,
satisfied
below you,
each wave
rising, falling,
resting on
your shore,
washing
your feet.
stone cliffs
hold you,
sentinel like
monuments
at santorini,
they are
unmovable
cliffs
since conceived,
their first
breaths,
unapologetic,
that same
stable gaze,
from
countless eyes,
the waters
around you,
safe,
satisfied
below you,
each wave
rising, falling,
resting on
your shore,
washing
your feet.
#identity
#city
#beach
#culture
#tradition
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The Perils Of Chopping Wood
Seeing your shoulders
flex beautiful
with each
crushing blow
activates something primal
I muffle a whine
[really, a growl]
draw a little blood
biting my
bottom lip
tastes like
desperation/anticipation
as I try
like hell
to
keep
my
clothes
on
slowly
senses
percolate
a return
I
look
down
at myself
notice
there's
nothing
but sunshine
sand
and
a telltale
smile
...
flex beautiful
with each
crushing blow
activates something primal
I muffle a whine
[really, a growl]
draw a little blood
biting my
bottom lip
tastes like
desperation/anticipation
as I try
like hell
to
keep
my
clothes
on
slowly
senses
percolate
a return
I
look
down
at myself
notice
there's
nothing
but sunshine
sand
and
a telltale
smile
...
#lust
#sex
#beach
#fire
#temptation
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Blackpool Town
When I look around, what do I see,
A town of depression and poverty.
Who would have thought the sunny seaside town,
Is hell for the locals they call Sandgrown.
With packed beaches and a heaving sea front,
The burger van lady who greets with a grunt.
The sun is shining, holiday makers galore,
Check out the back streets, they’ll make your eyes sore.
I remember the days when I grew up,
Down the road from Blackpool Football Club.
There’d be hooligans and fights at the end of our street,
And even the drunks pissed up in a heap. ...
A town of depression and poverty.
Who would have thought the sunny seaside town,
Is hell for the locals they call Sandgrown.
With packed beaches and a heaving sea front,
The burger van lady who greets with a grunt.
The sun is shining, holiday makers galore,
Check out the back streets, they’ll make your eyes sore.
I remember the days when I grew up,
Down the road from Blackpool Football Club.
There’d be hooligans and fights at the end of our street,
And even the drunks pissed up in a heap. ...
#beach
#alcohol
#poverty
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Ancestry Beach - with adagio
My dangling bones fencing
of earring's dancing.
In an unemotional way.
My mind freed from my body.
To walk upon ancestry beach.
Graced with the tide's ocean shells.
Unknown I share my mind with stars.
Entangled with fears from my heart
With a blissful cut from the Everglades
of sun-backed chairs.
of earring's dancing.
In an unemotional way.
My mind freed from my body.
To walk upon ancestry beach.
Graced with the tide's ocean shells.
Unknown I share my mind with stars.
Entangled with fears from my heart
With a blissful cut from the Everglades
of sun-backed chairs.
#beach
#stars
#SelfDiscovery
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Into The Deep III (Intellectual Baptizing)
Somewhere Below The Sea
Waterloo Kingdom
My Fair Maiden Queen you have been here at Waterloo
What would you take with you
Close your eyes and let your mind float and tell them about our dimensions
From what you’ve seen, the doctrine of this monarch, tell them something, other than what I’ve mentioned
When I think of water and its many gifts of surprise
Such a marvelous given blessing in disguise
Spiritual showers from the majestic skies
Hydration to quench, it’s...
Waterloo Kingdom
My Fair Maiden Queen you have been here at Waterloo
What would you take with you
Close your eyes and let your mind float and tell them about our dimensions
From what you’ve seen, the doctrine of this monarch, tell them something, other than what I’ve mentioned
When I think of water and its many gifts of surprise
Such a marvelous given blessing in disguise
Spiritual showers from the majestic skies
Hydration to quench, it’s...
#sun
#beach
#water
#spiritual
#mermaids
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A Small Seaside Village
In a small seaside village, where waves caress the shore,
Where hustle and bustle echo, tales of lore,
Men ply their trade, from honest to thieves bold,
Bread exchanged, from hands pure to hearts cold.
Pickpockets dance amidst the crowded streets,
Snatching fortunes with nimble, deceitful feats,
While fishermen, with weary arms and weathered face,
Sell their precious catch, their livelihood's grace.
Sailors from distant lands, their treasures unfurled,
Bring linen and wares, stories of a wider world,
The village, a hub of trade,...
Where hustle and bustle echo, tales of lore,
Men ply their trade, from honest to thieves bold,
Bread exchanged, from hands pure to hearts cold.
Pickpockets dance amidst the crowded streets,
Snatching fortunes with nimble, deceitful feats,
While fishermen, with weary arms and weathered face,
Sell their precious catch, their livelihood's grace.
Sailors from distant lands, their treasures unfurled,
Bring linen and wares, stories of a wider world,
The village, a hub of trade,...
#corruption
#power
#city
#utopia
#beach
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Snapshot
peaceful, tranquil, calm blue sea
merging with the sky to be
overhead and all around
blue blue light with liquid sound
lap lap lapping on the shore
sand and gulls and something more
radiating solar heat
feeling warmth beneath bare feet...
eagles flying in the sky
synchronizing as they fly
flap flap flap as they move on
above some clouds, then they're gone -
people worshipping the Sun
on the beach by having fun
walking on the water too
as paddleboards come into view...
mystic moments we all...
merging with the sky to be
overhead and all around
blue blue light with liquid sound
lap lap lapping on the shore
sand and gulls and something more
radiating solar heat
feeling warmth beneath bare feet...
eagles flying in the sky
synchronizing as they fly
flap flap flap as they move on
above some clouds, then they're gone -
people worshipping the Sun
on the beach by having fun
walking on the water too
as paddleboards come into view...
mystic moments we all...
#beach
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DU Poetry : Poems About the Beach Seeking Friendly Advice