Poems about the Sea and Oceans
#sea
Poems about the sea and oceans, the water that covers most of the earth's surface. Poems about the sea includes poetry about sea life, sea travel, beach holidays, boats and ships, and the beauty of our sea and oceans. Also poems about ocean conservation and pollution of the sea.
goldenmyst
Poem Published
7th Jul 2020 6:29am
7th Jul 2020 6:29am
Ship Island
Ship Island
My beach quest lands me with a redhead whose eyes speak of loneliness. “Is this your first time to the island? It’s Mississippi’s paradise. The water is crystal clear. Just look at all the happy people on the beach.”
She squints as though having found a strange sea creature. “Do you make conversation with all the girls in string bikinis? Or is it my eyes that attract you? I’m probably not your type. I’m a shy girl. You, on the other hand, are bold. But really I’m quite a boring person. There are plenty of other beauties to court. Hey, look at that one in...
My beach quest lands me with a redhead whose eyes speak of loneliness. “Is this your first time to the island? It’s Mississippi’s paradise. The water is crystal clear. Just look at all the happy people on the beach.”
She squints as though having found a strange sea creature. “Do you make conversation with all the girls in string bikinis? Or is it my eyes that attract you? I’m probably not your type. I’m a shy girl. You, on the other hand, are bold. But really I’m quite a boring person. There are plenty of other beauties to court. Hey, look at that one in...
#romantic
#sea
#beach
#sensual
#crush
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Strangeways_Rob
Poem Published
6th Jul 2020 10:51pm
6th Jul 2020 10:51pm
Absinthe Strips Grey From The Skies
Absinthe please take my mind:
Sweetly, sugar bends the spoon
Stirs fragments of parenthesis
Piss and green stained
Words roam on unstacked shelves
In libraries of attribution.
In absentia, memory lakes
Buckled by tidal locked limbs
Belted & broken, descend
To bloated bodies,
Sunk at cathedral depth.
Haunted by the colours
Of the night’s soul, the
Asylum For Dead Artists
Paint their walls fifty one
Shades of gunmetal grey.
Everything may go green –
Everything may go.
Washed in...
Sweetly, sugar bends the spoon
Stirs fragments of parenthesis
Piss and green stained
Words roam on unstacked shelves
In libraries of attribution.
In absentia, memory lakes
Buckled by tidal locked limbs
Belted & broken, descend
To bloated bodies,
Sunk at cathedral depth.
Haunted by the colours
Of the night’s soul, the
Asylum For Dead Artists
Paint their walls fifty one
Shades of gunmetal grey.
Everything may go green –
Everything may go.
Washed in...
#love
#dreams
#sea #memories
#sea #memories
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4 Comments
fiveamtuesday
Poem Published
2nd Jul 2020 6:33am
2nd Jul 2020 6:33am
Home
I see a wall that’s beige,
And textured in a thick acrylic,
Trimmed along
With whitened edges
That seals the bottom ridges.
It’s neither light or dark in tone,
That’s what the time of day is for,
As the sun and moon
Casts,
Or lacks,
Upon the furniture and decor.
Through a window slightly centered off,
Where grass that’s green
To blue-ish seas,
Stacks up several high in grades
Of pastels running on the beach.
And further off I see a speck
Of geometrical dimensions,
A vessel set and sailing on
This...
And textured in a thick acrylic,
Trimmed along
With whitened edges
That seals the bottom ridges.
It’s neither light or dark in tone,
That’s what the time of day is for,
As the sun and moon
Casts,
Or lacks,
Upon the furniture and decor.
Through a window slightly centered off,
Where grass that’s green
To blue-ish seas,
Stacks up several high in grades
Of pastels running on the beach.
And further off I see a speck
Of geometrical dimensions,
A vessel set and sailing on
This...
#sea
#beach
#philosophical
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fiveamtuesday
Poem Published
1st Jul 2020 10:16pm
1st Jul 2020 10:16pm
Jellyfish
Lost at sea,
O these airy days,
Carry me away.
Beneath the sun,
To ferry off,
Towards some far
And foreign stay.
Buoyed,
Softly,
And left aloft,
Listly sailing off,
Strayed along
An idle breeze,
And gone from where I was.
Someday
I’d like to surely say
I’ll find my way around,
But until that, then
I’ll stay my course
Following the ocean sounds.
O these airy days,
Carry me away.
Beneath the sun,
To ferry off,
Towards some far
And foreign stay.
Buoyed,
Softly,
And left aloft,
Listly sailing off,
Strayed along
An idle breeze,
And gone from where I was.
Someday
I’d like to surely say
I’ll find my way around,
But until that, then
I’ll stay my course
Following the ocean sounds.
#sea
#summer
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fiveamtuesday
Poem Published
1st Jul 2020 2:38am
1st Jul 2020 2:38am
Sweetness
Candied kisses press the sense
As ships of sugary sail by.
The evening tides as morning rises
To sorbet streamed horizon lines.
Across the cliffs of tangerines,
Where mango fragrant summer breezes,
Steeps of golden honey sieves
In a thousand drips of sweetest dreams.
A pinch of sea salt in the air,
Ocean foams from far off where
Frosted brims of root beer froths,
And sherbet icebergs floating near
The beaches, lined in peach and limes,
Where lemon fronds and palm trees climb
Up high into the milky skies ...
As ships of sugary sail by.
The evening tides as morning rises
To sorbet streamed horizon lines.
Across the cliffs of tangerines,
Where mango fragrant summer breezes,
Steeps of golden honey sieves
In a thousand drips of sweetest dreams.
A pinch of sea salt in the air,
Ocean foams from far off where
Frosted brims of root beer froths,
And sherbet icebergs floating near
The beaches, lined in peach and limes,
Where lemon fronds and palm trees climb
Up high into the milky skies ...
#happiness
#sea
#beach
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Kaylor1967
Ruben
Ruben
Poem Published
30th Jun 2020 7:25pm
30th Jun 2020 7:25pm
Ebb.
This wind touches everything.
Everywhere.
Pulling tides.
Sculpturing sand.
Weathering the rocks.
Smashing waves.
Eroding my will.
Flooding my soul.
Dividing my spirit.
I release my will.
My self control.
Finding equilibrium.
A balance to my conflict.
Acceptance of the enevitable.
No longer chasing dreams.
Just a quiet submission.
Oh come tide come.
Let all of this be...
I open my lungs.
The salt stings my throat.
Water rushes and rushes.
Going down all hands lost.
My...
Everywhere.
Pulling tides.
Sculpturing sand.
Weathering the rocks.
Smashing waves.
Eroding my will.
Flooding my soul.
Dividing my spirit.
I release my will.
My self control.
Finding equilibrium.
A balance to my conflict.
Acceptance of the enevitable.
No longer chasing dreams.
Just a quiet submission.
Oh come tide come.
Let all of this be...
I open my lungs.
The salt stings my throat.
Water rushes and rushes.
Going down all hands lost.
My...
#sea
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nikkimoe
Poem Published
25th Jun 2020 6:56am
25th Jun 2020 6:56am
Transient Vessels
Canadian geese float on
dark water at midnight
there's peace in the way
they move with each choppy wave.
I came to the lake to pray
but the stars are dull and
it's rather depressing to see
the sky mimic and mock my mood.
Insomnia sneaks up on a person
you never know when the brain
wants to go fishing in the past.
I think about my old boots
they were black, like the abyss
I gaze upon.
I can hear the wind beating the flags
chain against the pole and
it comforts me, a sort of music
that plays...
dark water at midnight
there's peace in the way
they move with each choppy wave.
I came to the lake to pray
but the stars are dull and
it's rather depressing to see
the sky mimic and mock my mood.
Insomnia sneaks up on a person
you never know when the brain
wants to go fishing in the past.
I think about my old boots
they were black, like the abyss
I gaze upon.
I can hear the wind beating the flags
chain against the pole and
it comforts me, a sort of music
that plays...
#sadness
#dark
#sea #water
#sea #water
54 reads
7 Comments
Thetravelingfairy
Poem Published
23rd Jun 2020 5:24pm
23rd Jun 2020 5:24pm
Ocean Drop
she’s a raging sea
trapped inside a drop of rain
pouring over us
trapped inside a drop of rain
pouring over us
#sea
#rain
#storm
#haiku
#myself
30 reads
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Thetravelingfairy
Poem Published
22nd Jun 2020 00:25am
22nd Jun 2020 00:25am
Fatal Ocean Lullaby
Take me, tides of green
Let me sail a broken sea
Into a fog so cold and bleak
No lighthouse dare shine its love on me
Rock this ship like a hurricane should
Awaken these bones of rotten wood
Sweep my shoreline
Kill the kelp
Pull the seaweed
And stomp each shell
I don’t need treasure or gold
I need death to tighten its ocean hold
Drown me, tides of black
Destroy the boat, and take me back
Like a siren who calls its lover home
Send me crashing on cliffs with your fatal wave song
Let me sail a broken sea
Into a fog so cold and bleak
No lighthouse dare shine its love on me
Rock this ship like a hurricane should
Awaken these bones of rotten wood
Sweep my shoreline
Kill the kelp
Pull the seaweed
And stomp each shell
I don’t need treasure or gold
I need death to tighten its ocean hold
Drown me, tides of black
Destroy the boat, and take me back
Like a siren who calls its lover home
Send me crashing on cliffs with your fatal wave song
#dark
#sea
#lyrics
61 reads
4 Comments
dkzksaxxas_DanielX
Poem Published
21st Jun 2020 1:59pm
21st Jun 2020 1:59pm
An Obvious Abyss
Indefatigable (my) ripened
efforts to be nothing
to know nothing
to have nothing
to show nothing
nothing as it is
nothing as it was
nothing as it will be
a trembling hand sips coffee
a twitching leg does the dance
iron mind is indeed a trap
leaden heart never'll beat
things will all soon come apart
(as well they should, as well they will)
fuck these asinine verses.
...
efforts to be nothing
to know nothing
to have nothing
to show nothing
nothing as it is
nothing as it was
nothing as it will be
a trembling hand sips coffee
a twitching leg does the dance
iron mind is indeed a trap
leaden heart never'll beat
things will all soon come apart
(as well they should, as well they will)
fuck these asinine verses.
...
#grief
#death
#sea
#beach
#daughter
33 reads
2 Comments
nikkimoe
Poem Published
19th Jun 2020 5:59pm
19th Jun 2020 5:59pm
Drowning In A Puddle
Her pretty face
his petty heart,
it was never as deep
as it was shallow.
his petty heart,
it was never as deep
as it was shallow.
#beauty
#sea
#rain
54 reads
7 Comments
Strangeways_Rob
Poem Published
16th Jun 2020 11:30pm
16th Jun 2020 11:30pm
Even Whales Get The Bends (Haiku Harpoons)
Vestmanna bay blood -
Sea burns angry, just enough
To remind us. Just.
Upon calves cradle,
Would you slaughter your mother
Shoal loving her child?
Breath breezes her heart
In(uit) death shade, vast blue,
O’er gunships stars fade.
Meat slabs blubber oil scent
Trails death drift for no reason.
Sea snow shepherds ice.
Chasing moon plastic
Earth’s last rites in Armstrong sight;
Anoint grave oceans.
Sea burns angry, just enough
To remind us. Just.
Upon calves cradle,
Would you slaughter your mother
Shoal loving her child?
Breath breezes her heart
In(uit) death shade, vast blue,
O’er gunships stars fade.
Meat slabs blubber oil scent
Trails death drift for no reason.
Sea snow shepherds ice.
Chasing moon plastic
Earth’s last rites in Armstrong sight;
Anoint grave oceans.
#sea
#ignorance
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1 Comment
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