Water Poems
#water
Poems about water, one of the simple classical elements. together thought to explain the nature and complexity of all other things. Water, on one hand the ultimate source of life, and on the other a great destructive power. Water poems includes poetry about fountains, springs, lakes and oceans, and poems about rain water, drought and flooding. Also, poems about water as a feature of modern convenience.
Her_sunshine
Poem Published
Yesterday 00:30am
Yesterday 00:30am
Relief
After a long walk
Along the cliffside
Hurried by the breeze
Halted by the sunset
I pick up a stone
Rough in my cold had
As the sun dips below the horizon
I drop my gift into the dark depths
Even though no one saw the ripples
I knew somehow
As the stars shone slowly
My efforts were merely mistook
Along the cliffside
Hurried by the breeze
Halted by the sunset
I pick up a stone
Rough in my cold had
As the sun dips below the horizon
I drop my gift into the dark depths
Even though no one saw the ripples
I knew somehow
As the stars shone slowly
My efforts were merely mistook
#water
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ImperfectedStone
The Gardener
The Gardener
Poem Published
21st Jan 2020 4:02am
21st Jan 2020 4:02am
Wilderbeast
I dream in old rivers,
the beds of ancients bestowed,
rolled round as pebbles chased
downstream
on Spring tide a' storm
and hums the great babbling
of cold, Winter days,
where leaves rest wild rotting
in drift, sand, grain bays.
Naked trees on the banks
hang hands down to pray,
though the buds are a-coming,
swell by the dawn and by day
My toes are a-curling for freedom and chase.
My mind too erratic to ever erase.
I drown her by river,
the wood sets a-blaze.
I...
the beds of ancients bestowed,
rolled round as pebbles chased
downstream
on Spring tide a' storm
and hums the great babbling
of cold, Winter days,
where leaves rest wild rotting
in drift, sand, grain bays.
Naked trees on the banks
hang hands down to pray,
though the buds are a-coming,
swell by the dawn and by day
My toes are a-curling for freedom and chase.
My mind too erratic to ever erase.
I drown her by river,
the wood sets a-blaze.
I...
#trees
#water
#nature
21 reads
9 Comments
ImperfectedStone
The Gardener
The Gardener
Poem Published
19th Jan 2020 4:12pm
19th Jan 2020 4:12pm
The Lido
Distance 300m, air temp -2.8, water temp 9.8, frosty and dry
I take to water,
left of the dual carriageway
on a frosty, January morning.
I take no time for fear,
don't swallow it, don't let it swallow me.
I listen to the birdsong, imagine the horseshoe bats taking flight behind my eyelids
on a dimlit night,
channel their screams, carried in silence upon human ear.
My toes curl into the metal grate of a step, fingers lick the edge of water
as if a long-lost lover's remeeting.
I picture you, between the pool edge and I, ...
I take to water,
left of the dual carriageway
on a frosty, January morning.
I take no time for fear,
don't swallow it, don't let it swallow me.
I listen to the birdsong, imagine the horseshoe bats taking flight behind my eyelids
on a dimlit night,
channel their screams, carried in silence upon human ear.
My toes curl into the metal grate of a step, fingers lick the edge of water
as if a long-lost lover's remeeting.
I picture you, between the pool edge and I, ...
#water
#nature
#freedom
36 reads
8 Comments
Kinkpoet
Poem Published
18th Jan 2020 3:25pm
18th Jan 2020 3:25pm
Salty Haiku
salty taste of blood
reminiscent of the sea
origin of life
reminiscent of the sea
origin of life
#beach
#water
15 reads
2 Comments
nikkimoe
Poem Published
17th Jan 2020 1:09am
17th Jan 2020 1:09am
Heading Towards The Dock
I once wanted
the american dream,
fences, a dog named spot
a neighbor named Betty
and a soul crushing 9 to 5
what I got was a broken gate
a dead neighbor, 2 cats
and a hustle, there isn't any dream
it's just another american fable.
the american dream,
fences, a dog named spot
a neighbor named Betty
and a soul crushing 9 to 5
what I got was a broken gate
a dead neighbor, 2 cats
and a hustle, there isn't any dream
it's just another american fable.
#lies
#dreams
#water #honesty
#water #honesty
39 reads
8 Comments
Kinkpoet
Poem Published
16th Jan 2020 8:02pm
16th Jan 2020 8:02pm
Stormy Weather
sky
gray
forty-day
forecast
rain
relentless
torrential
biblical
where will i be
in
forty days
washed
into the pacific
stranded
on a mountaintop
surrounded by
inland seas
floating
on a dilapidated
raft
who knows where
begging
for
a single ray
wishing
for
solid ground
hoping
for
forgiveness
crying
for
lost love
tears
making the flood ...
gray
forty-day
forecast
rain
relentless
torrential
biblical
where will i be
in
forty days
washed
into the pacific
stranded
on a mountaintop
surrounded by
inland seas
floating
on a dilapidated
raft
who knows where
begging
for
a single ray
wishing
for
solid ground
hoping
for
forgiveness
crying
for
lost love
tears
making the flood ...
#regret
#loneliness
#water #despair
#water #despair
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nikkimoe
Poem Published
14th Jan 2020 4:35pm
14th Jan 2020 4:35pm
Ketchup
Breaking hearts
is way to common for me,
the heart can be repaired,
I prefer to curb stomp the soul
there's no coming back from that.
is way to common for me,
the heart can be repaired,
I prefer to curb stomp the soul
there's no coming back from that.
#water
#MovingOn
37 reads
4 Comments
Benzy_420
Poem Published
14th Jan 2020 8:15am
14th Jan 2020 8:15am
Which way the ember fall
Glass to the soles of my feet when I step
Smoke fills my lungs when no lighter can be found
The crush of gravity pulls my shoulders forward
Where did all the light go?
Pencils by the window where my artistry once bloomed
Water in the air but not a cloud
The burst of eardrums, ringing
What sense does it make to live this way?
I won't be here forever
I won't be here for long
I wish I loved you never
I wish I loved you strong
For all the sense we made and yet we had to work it out
A battle we lose before we begin...
Smoke fills my lungs when no lighter can be found
The crush of gravity pulls my shoulders forward
Where did all the light go?
Pencils by the window where my artistry once bloomed
Water in the air but not a cloud
The burst of eardrums, ringing
What sense does it make to live this way?
I won't be here forever
I won't be here for long
I wish I loved you never
I wish I loved you strong
For all the sense we made and yet we had to work it out
A battle we lose before we begin...
#identity
#water
#nostalgia
#emptiness
#sacrifice
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dkzksaxxas_DanielX
Poem Published
13th Jan 2020 3:36pm
13th Jan 2020 3:36pm
Three Point Two-Five Standards of Semi-Pro Ablation Procedure
A nimble verse
seems to pervert
the jellied mystique
used as lubrication
to be fond of.
A simple death will oft cause
a living hysteria among the crowd
assembled to cheer it (death) on,
wit no exceptions. A hard and fast
rule of law.
A "light of my life" is taken far away.
Everyone is too worn and abraded to
to donate a bit of faux expertise, which,
if properly applied, will go the long way
to invert the terror of the loss.
But we cannot do...
seems to pervert
the jellied mystique
used as lubrication
to be fond of.
A simple death will oft cause
a living hysteria among the crowd
assembled to cheer it (death) on,
wit no exceptions. A hard and fast
rule of law.
A "light of my life" is taken far away.
Everyone is too worn and abraded to
to donate a bit of faux expertise, which,
if properly applied, will go the long way
to invert the terror of the loss.
But we cannot do...
#fire
#water
#nature
#funny
#humankind
22 reads
1 Comment
Didi3d
Poem Published
9th Jan 2020 7:29pm
9th Jan 2020 7:29pm
The roots of my poetry ...
It’s not vain to smile
Embracing the grace of silence.
My heart, my trembling soul
free like a deer
But with the roots of my poetry
Encaged between my ribs ...
Trying to escape
How to be as small as the wren?
This temporary insanity
From getting drunk of faling snowflakes
from joining the sources of a wild quest.
There’s no question
Nothing to find
So much to search
Losing the armor of my arrogance,
bending the sword
Being the keeper of her secret twigs,
Unlearning to...
Embracing the grace of silence.
My heart, my trembling soul
free like a deer
But with the roots of my poetry
Encaged between my ribs ...
Trying to escape
How to be as small as the wren?
This temporary insanity
From getting drunk of faling snowflakes
from joining the sources of a wild quest.
There’s no question
Nothing to find
So much to search
Losing the armor of my arrogance,
bending the sword
Being the keeper of her secret twigs,
Unlearning to...
#love
#lust
#earth
#fire
#water
63 reads
14 Comments
dkzksaxxas_DanielX
Poem Published
7th Jan 2020 11:05pm
7th Jan 2020 11:05pm
Get More Of Them Matches, Mabel,. It's Time to BLAZE !
Sunny shine of a Blaze
in this gentle morning haze.
A
puddle with new flowers
b'loomin'.
A
birdie tweeting a birdie tune.
Who
cares what name we call this
day?
This is it.
It is This.
ddddddddddddddddddddddddd
2020dankozakpoom+pic/ inspired by Johnny Blaze
in this gentle morning haze.
A
puddle with new flowers
b'loomin'.
A
birdie tweeting a birdie tune.
Who
cares what name we call this
day?
This is it.
It is This.
ddddddddddddddddddddddddd
2020dankozakpoom+pic/ inspired by Johnny Blaze
#flowers
#birds
#fire #water
#fire #water
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4 Comments
Neoma
Poem Published
7th Jan 2020 2:50am
7th Jan 2020 2:50am
The Great Ship
When it came closer and grew
The other Alone must have noticed.
Perhaps his brother heard
had taken possession of him
grew to shrivel and fade away,
losing his room and possibly
the consciousness that perhaps was
leant itself a name - now said to
Go!"
and himself grew tiny and exceptionally
distant, the enormous chamber was
walls and rose to the ceiling
in a fresh mouth, and in a language
unexpected that he was carrying his
darkness, "I am here!"
out of their...
The other Alone must have noticed.
Perhaps his brother heard
had taken possession of him
grew to shrivel and fade away,
losing his room and possibly
the consciousness that perhaps was
leant itself a name - now said to
Go!"
and himself grew tiny and exceptionally
distant, the enormous chamber was
walls and rose to the ceiling
in a fresh mouth, and in a language
unexpected that he was carrying his
darkness, "I am here!"
out of their...
#water
#narrative
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