Long Poems About the Sea
#sea
Shon
Poem Published
18th Dec 2024 6:23pm
18th Dec 2024 6:23pm
Irish Eamond
An old Irish man once told me......
A sweet spot is a place.
Where fairies pass over unseen.
Magic passes over too.
He looked like a sweet old fella. But!
Standing behind you, he'd cast spells.
Full of Jiggery pokery & clownish too.
A fan of Crowley & other bunkum.
Even now I miss the old fella,
Wish I'd been more relaxed, back then.
Listened to his tales of leprechauns.
Fairies pixies & puffs n stuff.
If someone asked him, so what do you do?
I'm a...
A sweet spot is a place.
Where fairies pass over unseen.
Magic passes over too.
He looked like a sweet old fella. But!
Standing behind you, he'd cast spells.
Full of Jiggery pokery & clownish too.
A fan of Crowley & other bunkum.
Even now I miss the old fella,
Wish I'd been more relaxed, back then.
Listened to his tales of leprechauns.
Fairies pixies & puffs n stuff.
If someone asked him, so what do you do?
I'm a...
#emotional
#fairies
#grief
#sea
#water
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Feral
Poem Published
7th Dec 2024 11:59pm
7th Dec 2024 11:59pm
widow weeping endymion
eye to I, the rushing current;
she wrote, with intent, in the sand:
If I sacrifice my bitterness to the waves,
would I be allowed, then, some
human vulnerability?
Some tender grief, indeed…
This curiosity was cast to the waves as a scrying
for which there could be a hoped-for answering call
from beyond the halls of entropy.
…asked as if the body were not some broken wild thing
crystalized In fulgurite spiraling towers,
perpetually in.tense, either past or future -
no present for life to live itself...
she wrote, with intent, in the sand:
If I sacrifice my bitterness to the waves,
would I be allowed, then, some
human vulnerability?
Some tender grief, indeed…
This curiosity was cast to the waves as a scrying
for which there could be a hoped-for answering call
from beyond the halls of entropy.
…asked as if the body were not some broken wild thing
crystalized In fulgurite spiraling towers,
perpetually in.tense, either past or future -
no present for life to live itself...
#love
#sea
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oldmanG
Poem Published
26th Oct 2024 12:29pm
26th Oct 2024 12:29pm
Spy among Us
Tentacle stretches across the sea floor
With some suckers on his arm gripping onto his prey
When he’s with a friend wraps his arm around
And hugs him up
As a hermit crab searches for a new home
So they line up size by size to find a new apartment
With a camera on his shell so I can see
What’s going on in the land of the hermits
They proceed to move into their new shell
Some happy some not so much
A pigs day begins in the Caribbean
Swimming in the ocean
They swim like Michael...
With some suckers on his arm gripping onto his prey
When he’s with a friend wraps his arm around
And hugs him up
As a hermit crab searches for a new home
So they line up size by size to find a new apartment
With a camera on his shell so I can see
What’s going on in the land of the hermits
They proceed to move into their new shell
Some happy some not so much
A pigs day begins in the Caribbean
Swimming in the ocean
They swim like Michael...
#fish
#nature
#sea #water
#sea #water
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goldenmyst
Poem Published
10th Sep 2024 10:59pm
10th Sep 2024 10:59pm
I Am The Song Of Her Nautilus
I Am The Song
Of Her Nautilus
Sweethearts loiter by the sea in the maritime province of the old country for centuries of sunsets over La Mer until Papa tells Galatea it is time to go to the city and seek her fortune there. But when her shore is engulfed by Neptune’s fury her island is adrift in the waves. Galatea and her man wear only their wedding clothes when like refugees from the lost continent of Atlantis they abandon the sinking land of uncertainty as they step foot upon the terra firma of marriage. But he loves the land more than her and chooses to live on one of...
Of Her Nautilus
Sweethearts loiter by the sea in the maritime province of the old country for centuries of sunsets over La Mer until Papa tells Galatea it is time to go to the city and seek her fortune there. But when her shore is engulfed by Neptune’s fury her island is adrift in the waves. Galatea and her man wear only their wedding clothes when like refugees from the lost continent of Atlantis they abandon the sinking land of uncertainty as they step foot upon the terra firma of marriage. But he loves the land more than her and chooses to live on one of...
#FallingInLove
#love
#mermaids
#scifi
#sea
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cabcool
Poem Published
1st Sep 2024 7:45pm
1st Sep 2024 7:45pm
i shall arise
Sometimes the worst thing that happens to you, the thing you think you
can’t survive… it’s the thing that makes you better than you used to
be.”—Jennifer Weiner, Fly Away Home
so many, many stars:
eyes of the skies that search the twilight night!
they know not scars or wars,
although the space between them seems so tight.
o splashing, dashing sea:
how many drops of water does it take
to set full free your glee,
when thrusting river, stream, and brook, and lake
...
can’t survive… it’s the thing that makes you better than you used to
be.”—Jennifer Weiner, Fly Away Home
so many, many stars:
eyes of the skies that search the twilight night!
they know not scars or wars,
although the space between them seems so tight.
o splashing, dashing sea:
how many drops of water does it take
to set full free your glee,
when thrusting river, stream, and brook, and lake
...
#dreams
#forest
#sea
#stars
#wisdom
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OyateInyanNajin
Poem Published
19th Aug 2024 3:24am
19th Aug 2024 3:24am
LOVE IN MY ARMS (I)(original 1st draft;1976; Poretto Jetty, Galveston, Texas; struggling with being Gay at 22 yr.s old)
love in my arms
here then gone
comes and goes
like some rare moon tide
so infrequently in my life
sunrise soon brightened
into new day
but it s clarity only added to
my ever deepening
self loathing s confusions
so i chose to stay home
until the sun had gone down
as evening eventually arrived
only a comfortable disguise
then down to the beach i walked
as night s darkness soon fell upon me
out at the end of a jetty
where upon looking back towards shore
i stared up at the seawall s...
here then gone
comes and goes
like some rare moon tide
so infrequently in my life
sunrise soon brightened
into new day
but it s clarity only added to
my ever deepening
self loathing s confusions
so i chose to stay home
until the sun had gone down
as evening eventually arrived
only a comfortable disguise
then down to the beach i walked
as night s darkness soon fell upon me
out at the end of a jetty
where upon looking back towards shore
i stared up at the seawall s...
#ForbiddenLove
#gay
#misunderstood
#sea
#UnrequitedLove
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OyateInyanNajin
Poem Published
14th Aug 2024 2:17am
14th Aug 2024 2:17am
LOVE IN MY ARMS (IV)-(4th revision; 1976; Galveston, Texas; out at the end of Poretto Jetty, contemplating suicide.)
love in my arms
here then gone
comes and goes
like a rare moon tide
sunrise soon brightened
into new day
but it s clearness
only added
to my ever deepening
self loathing s confusions
evening eventually arrived
only a comfortable disguise
down to the beach
i slowly walked
as night s darkness
soon fell upon me
out at the end of a jetty
where i stared up at ...
here then gone
comes and goes
like a rare moon tide
sunrise soon brightened
into new day
but it s clearness
only added
to my ever deepening
self loathing s confusions
evening eventually arrived
only a comfortable disguise
down to the beach
i slowly walked
as night s darkness
soon fell upon me
out at the end of a jetty
where i stared up at ...
#beach
#conflict
#ForbiddenLove
#sea
#UnrequitedLove
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goldenmyst
Poem Published
28th Jun 2024 2:10am
28th Jun 2024 2:10am
Rosario Island Priestess
Rosario Island Priestess
Cape Jasmine fragrance
Following a rosary of her island magic
Led by coffee complexion bride
Of the Rosario necklace of light
Upon South American surf
She tells the history of paradise
With her Latina brogue
Sunk deep in Spanish legend
A song from the heart of Cartagena
Where she haunted the twilight balcony
A silhouette in the dying sun
Serenaded by her Latino Romeo
On her maiden voyage into love
As she tied ribbons of moonlight
In her raven tresses
When Pisces...
Cape Jasmine fragrance
Following a rosary of her island magic
Led by coffee complexion bride
Of the Rosario necklace of light
Upon South American surf
She tells the history of paradise
With her Latina brogue
Sunk deep in Spanish legend
A song from the heart of Cartagena
Where she haunted the twilight balcony
A silhouette in the dying sun
Serenaded by her Latino Romeo
On her maiden voyage into love
As she tied ribbons of moonlight
In her raven tresses
When Pisces...
#beach
#nature
#sea
#spiritual
#women
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Casted_Runes
Mr Karswell
Mr Karswell
Poem Published
6th Jun 2024 8:04pm
6th Jun 2024 8:04pm
Pirate Religion
Captain Halliday strode across the chamber to where his dogsbody, Perkins, was crouched over a desk with an eyeglass screwed in and his raggedy tonsure framing a bent head so that he looked like a miserly London clerk. ‘Well, what do we have thus far?’ said Halliday. Perkins read him the letter. It detailed the journey at that point in time, how well the Captain thought that the leaving ceremonies had gone (not well; he was a man of intense and stringent habits, almost religiously ascetic, and disliked any bent towards emotion, scolding the cabin boys for their womanly tears and trepidations)...
#historical
#horror
#sea #travel
#sea #travel
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goldenmyst
Poem Published
4th Jun 2024 7:09am
4th Jun 2024 7:09am
Moonlight Rose On A Steamer To Old New York
Moonlight Rose On A Steamer To Old New York
Me and my Moonlight Rose were on a steamer to Old New York. We were reliving an era of rose-scented boudoir steam. We were circling back to the gilded rose of our once upon a time romance in haute couture. And her perfume made me truly believe that everything that glitters is the gold standard of love both new and old.
She was my born again gilded rose in haute couture. And I knew this time we would find that rose we lost somewhere back in the den of Gatsby’s again. Art Deco couldn’t roar like my eternal rose. Our old...
Me and my Moonlight Rose were on a steamer to Old New York. We were reliving an era of rose-scented boudoir steam. We were circling back to the gilded rose of our once upon a time romance in haute couture. And her perfume made me truly believe that everything that glitters is the gold standard of love both new and old.
She was my born again gilded rose in haute couture. And I knew this time we would find that rose we lost somewhere back in the den of Gatsby’s again. Art Deco couldn’t roar like my eternal rose. Our old...
#marriage
#NewYear
#romantic
#sea
#war
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SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
27th May 2024 6:14pm
27th May 2024 6:14pm
Sea Of Love
Close your eyes and listen to the calling of my heart, no longer echoing from the depth
Within my powers, in my dreams, you still do keep them all wet
Inch your cosmic energy a little closer, unleash your eighth dimensional insight
What's done in the dark to thrive will need the light
Kings of honor, are erected grand, and remain rooted tall
His mission, intermingled with Earth, is prosperity for all
In the benediction of his incantations, you have given the star dust of our evolving beings, love to stir ...
Within my powers, in my dreams, you still do keep them all wet
Inch your cosmic energy a little closer, unleash your eighth dimensional insight
What's done in the dark to thrive will need the light
Kings of honor, are erected grand, and remain rooted tall
His mission, intermingled with Earth, is prosperity for all
In the benediction of his incantations, you have given the star dust of our evolving beings, love to stir ...
#sea
398 reads
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Kou_Indigo
Poem Published
16th Apr 2024 7:04pm
16th Apr 2024 7:04pm
The Tale of Kareem al-Malak, Friend of Sinbad: Part Two
#sea
#mythology
#travel
#historical
#wisdom
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