Least Read Poems About the Beach
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Seaphonic
I love it when the night
once again surrounds
with its nautical sounds
such a symphony of delight
In the absence of all light
I hear how each wave pounds
while it still further grounds
me with its melody so bright
Tickled by this warm breeze
while I stroll along the shore
Conversing with the laden trees
about those lazy days of yore
To at last grasp now with ease
all these mysteries I did implore
once again surrounds
with its nautical sounds
such a symphony of delight
In the absence of all light
I hear how each wave pounds
while it still further grounds
me with its melody so bright
Tickled by this warm breeze
while I stroll along the shore
Conversing with the laden trees
about those lazy days of yore
To at last grasp now with ease
all these mysteries I did implore
#sea
#beach
#confessional
#sonnet
#dawn
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Ocean at Winter
Funny how each wave
seems to struggle to save
this frigid moment
this lonely truth
With each dull roar
I again sense more
more to this place
more to this hour
Fresh snow and wet sand
cover the icy land
cover the bitter shore
blown by the winter wind
Stealing my breath
a quick cold death
until I again inhale
regain my shifting footing
Recalling all the years
collecting up my tears
while each one will splinter
filling this ocean in winter
seems to struggle to save
this frigid moment
this lonely truth
With each dull roar
I again sense more
more to this place
more to this hour
Fresh snow and wet sand
cover the icy land
cover the bitter shore
blown by the winter wind
Stealing my breath
a quick cold death
until I again inhale
regain my shifting footing
Recalling all the years
collecting up my tears
while each one will splinter
filling this ocean in winter
#sea
#beach
#winter
#confessional
#TruthOfLife
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The Seashore
It once more beckons
the allure of the shore
the patient wait of the sand
weighs down all time
Sets the stage for rhyme
rich in its granularity
my soul singularity
in this universal vastness
A mere drop, a mere tear
while the waves draw me near
the allure of the shore
the patient wait of the sand
weighs down all time
Sets the stage for rhyme
rich in its granularity
my soul singularity
in this universal vastness
A mere drop, a mere tear
while the waves draw me near
#identity
#sea
#universe
#beach
#myself
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Seashore in Winter
I do miss those days
when the winds would raise
up and down the beach
as if meant now to teach
Feeling the bitter sting
while I remember everything
ever said…
by a love long since dead
Promises once made
in the cool summer shade
are not supposed to be kept
no matter how much I wept
Still the grey winter sky
would share a heartfelt cry
dappling the cold stiff sand
as if it did understand
Reassuring in its own way
saying what it has to say
as I feel my sorrows...
when the winds would raise
up and down the beach
as if meant now to teach
Feeling the bitter sting
while I remember everything
ever said…
by a love long since dead
Promises once made
in the cool summer shade
are not supposed to be kept
no matter how much I wept
Still the grey winter sky
would share a heartfelt cry
dappling the cold stiff sand
as if it did understand
Reassuring in its own way
saying what it has to say
as I feel my sorrows...
#loneliness
#sea
#beach
#confessional
#WritingPoetry
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Seabreeze
I do love the tease
of a cool salty breeze
feel it sting my reverent eyes
while I scan the grey horizon
Watching sea meet sky
how they are able to defy
the limits of thought
the limits of imagination
For the things I now see
set my spirit gamboling free
to some kinder forgotten time
to some ever distant shore
While white frothy waves
wash away weathered graves
the fear of death
drowns in this hope
As I still await the sun
for this new new day now begun
to share it golden rays ...
of a cool salty breeze
feel it sting my reverent eyes
while I scan the grey horizon
Watching sea meet sky
how they are able to defy
the limits of thought
the limits of imagination
For the things I now see
set my spirit gamboling free
to some kinder forgotten time
to some ever distant shore
While white frothy waves
wash away weathered graves
the fear of death
drowns in this hope
As I still await the sun
for this new new day now begun
to share it golden rays ...
#hope
#sea
#beach
#TruthOfLife
#dawn
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A Lush Hush
I love the dark delight
of the calm sea at night
listening to all its sound
when there is no one around
The dull roar of the waves
how it signs and engraves
its own initials in the darkness
with a long lingering starkness
Quite different from bright day
when the beach combers play
bright and colorful games
shouting happy boisterous names
For now is the time I do seek
when the rhyme is at its peak
when words wash up in shore
always promising me more
Plenty of black ink to spill
while...
of the calm sea at night
listening to all its sound
when there is no one around
The dull roar of the waves
how it signs and engraves
its own initials in the darkness
with a long lingering starkness
Quite different from bright day
when the beach combers play
bright and colorful games
shouting happy boisterous names
For now is the time I do seek
when the rhyme is at its peak
when words wash up in shore
always promising me more
Plenty of black ink to spill
while...
#beach
#confessional
#night
#sea
#WritingPoetry
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By the Bay
What more can I say
sitting out by the placid bay
as I watch all the masts rock
while I once again take stock
Of all the miles I have sailed
how the journey has still prevailed
despite these stormy seas
the voyage always did please
Remaining buoyant on the tide
I confirm everything others denied
about this unbroken heart
left unspoken for at the start
Always a bit of a tease
I fly free on a gypsy breeze
leave them all with a smile
while I put myself on trial
But I guess that is the way ...
sitting out by the placid bay
as I watch all the masts rock
while I once again take stock
Of all the miles I have sailed
how the journey has still prevailed
despite these stormy seas
the voyage always did please
Remaining buoyant on the tide
I confirm everything others denied
about this unbroken heart
left unspoken for at the start
Always a bit of a tease
I fly free on a gypsy breeze
leave them all with a smile
while I put myself on trial
But I guess that is the way ...
#beach
#confessional
#sea
#travel
#WritingPoetry
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Sidestepping
The sugary sand is full of holes
full of hiding souls
laying low from prying eyes
any sudden surprise
Keeping secrets
while still telling tales
about life and its travails
whispered throughout the dunes
Deciphered from mystic runes
from archaic stones
fortunes from scattered bones
randomly tossed about
Eclipsing any doubt
in the origins of things
of the Icarus and his wings
of poor Daedalus and his dread
A litany for all the dead
a dirge to now dance
by the crabs...
full of hiding souls
laying low from prying eyes
any sudden surprise
Keeping secrets
while still telling tales
about life and its travails
whispered throughout the dunes
Deciphered from mystic runes
from archaic stones
fortunes from scattered bones
randomly tossed about
Eclipsing any doubt
in the origins of things
of the Icarus and his wings
of poor Daedalus and his dread
A litany for all the dead
a dirge to now dance
by the crabs...
#sea
#beach
#nature
#confessional
#TruthOfLife
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Pacific
I watch the shimmering waves
how each one saves
the delicate moment
this brief instant
How the seaside breeze
is still able to tease
after all these years
all of these miles
This lifelong search
for the perfect perch
to view the world
as it truly is…
Not just what it seems
in mere prosaic dreams
devoid of poetry
vacant in time
Strolling along the shore
in search for something more
though still needing less
given all that is left to confess
how each one saves
the delicate moment
this brief instant
How the seaside breeze
is still able to tease
after all these years
all of these miles
This lifelong search
for the perfect perch
to view the world
as it truly is…
Not just what it seems
in mere prosaic dreams
devoid of poetry
vacant in time
Strolling along the shore
in search for something more
though still needing less
given all that is left to confess
#sea
#beach
#confessional
#TruthOfLife
#travel
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Maritime
I love how the sound of the gulls
always lulls
whenever I do breathe
the damp salty air
Knowing how this slight chill
just adds to the thrill
of these vagabond days
wandering the rocky shore
As I hear the waves crash
feel the cold splash
of the bold Atlantic
remind me I am alive
Looking out for the place
where time meets space
the distant horizon
that fine ribbon of infinity
Where ships go over the edge
I again make my pledge...
always lulls
whenever I do breathe
the damp salty air
Knowing how this slight chill
just adds to the thrill
of these vagabond days
wandering the rocky shore
As I hear the waves crash
feel the cold splash
of the bold Atlantic
remind me I am alive
Looking out for the place
where time meets space
the distant horizon
that fine ribbon of infinity
Where ships go over the edge
I again make my pledge...
#sea
#beach
#confessional
#TruthOfLife
#travel
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Seabirds
As their soft cry is heard
I watch each lonely seabird
hang on a rising wind
a silhouette against the sky
A mournful song of woe
sung for those who know
the taste of tears
the sting of loss
For I always feel more
alone by the shore
while salty waves comfort
the cold wet sand
Still I again tally the cost
of each day lost
in anxiety or regret
instead of cherishing now
Not knowing how to begin
atoning for each sin
longing to be truly heard
in each and every fading word...
I watch each lonely seabird
hang on a rising wind
a silhouette against the sky
A mournful song of woe
sung for those who know
the taste of tears
the sting of loss
For I always feel more
alone by the shore
while salty waves comfort
the cold wet sand
Still I again tally the cost
of each day lost
in anxiety or regret
instead of cherishing now
Not knowing how to begin
atoning for each sin
longing to be truly heard
in each and every fading word...
#sea
#birds
#beach
#confessional
#WritingPoetry
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Emerald Coast
The gulf water has the sheen
of a light jade green
curling towards shore
as if promising something more
With just a wisp of foam
to top off another seaside poem
giving me all of requisite ink
make sure I am unable sink
For I have come a long way
merely to have the chance to say
a few crisp poetic lines
while this May sun shines
Leaving my life behind
in the lost-and-found to find
a better reason to truly live
share all that I have to still give
Now that I have arrived ...
of a light jade green
curling towards shore
as if promising something more
With just a wisp of foam
to top off another seaside poem
giving me all of requisite ink
make sure I am unable sink
For I have come a long way
merely to have the chance to say
a few crisp poetic lines
while this May sun shines
Leaving my life behind
in the lost-and-found to find
a better reason to truly live
share all that I have to still give
Now that I have arrived ...
#beach
#confessional
#sea #travel
#sea #travel
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DU Poetry : Least Read Poems About the Beach