Poetry Blogs (sea)

Tides surge pristine and blue

Waves topple free of plastic

Fishing nets lack dolphins

Isobars miles from drastic

Global warming a bad dream

The atmosphere crystal clear

Mass extinctions a fairy story

Kids' horizons free from fear

Clear skies without toxins

Greenhouse gas banished

All molecules of fossil fuel

Gone, coal just vanished

Global warming...

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soft rolling waves 
brushing the shoreline 
come hurling. warmth

that used to make 
your blood boil makes you 
recoil deeper 

from all that you 
have felt and long to 
feel. digging deep

into the sand 
to push it away, 
you recoil 

into yourself. 
this was not part of 
the plan; moving

to the city 
to be part of the 
scene, only to

find you’re constantly 
sinking.

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It presents gravels before my feet,

The sea

When it meets the sand,

Holding my longing gaze as I stand

Atop coffined treasures

And pebbles filled with flints made from memories,

That weigh my slippers

Down to this deserted beach.

Myriad secrets encaged in their bottle shaped ampoules

Float aimlessly like vagabonds do.

Imprisoned in cells of reminiscence,

They await their acquittal somet...

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He witnessed the rise and fall of the tides

Of the sea that seemed so milky in the moonlight.

Gloating over its graceful strides,

The rumble of the colossal sea was all he could hear that silent night.


The stars twinkled in the darkness,

And the moon in the blackness

Gazed dotingly at him and his boat,

As the decrepit carrier carted its master swiftly afloat.


How long had he been at the ...

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I’ll walk down to the beach,

see you standing there,

bother you,

and tug on that beard.

I’ll knock you down,

roll around with you through the waves

and land on top.

You’ll have the sand between your hairs,

our bodies wet, 

while watching the sand melt away beneath us.

It’ll melt the distance between us,

it’ll melt away the silence held within,

while we watch the...

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Here we are, alone by the sea, 
bursting with joy at finding each other. 
There’s a wonderful, giddy feeling, 
as if all nature were smiling. 

The diamond on your finger gleams 
like the shining path 
of the sunrise on the water.
Our wedding bands were forged 
from family rings and new gold. 
They join us and our families 
in the ancient, unbroken circle of life.

We are like the pla...

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I was living certain and sure
of the future I desired
A house by the water
sea air kissing my eyes
before I brave the morning paper

A figure framed in a gaping doorway
watching freighters skim the horizon
Rest my coffee cup on the fence
slide a nail down this foriegn envelope
draw the perfumed letter from within

The paper see-through 
like her summer dresses
My fingers beneath it
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Old broken Southerly

It all started at the beginning

As most things do and did all time ever

Starting as they ever will and doing long never day

Doing long never day before the big night

Before the big sea shimmered green

walls of water, roaring, dancing

Long blow ripping the jagged edges of the shore

Old broken Southerly kissing fish tails a plenty

Rolling white h...

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An Arctic air
pushes past the cracking door
as we step out
into the newly forming night
with many friendly cheers 
chasing us from the hall
The searing wind
grabs you by the ears
seconds abroad
and your bones will know the chill
in the chalk-white light
of this moon

Snow falls slowly
first on the cliffs above the lane
then these cobbles are scribbled out
under a virgin whiteness
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Waves crashing

in and out

up and down

pushing and pulling

A knock on the door

beating louder and louder

waking my fibers

restless and unrelenting

Louder it knocks

heartbeat pulsing

anxiety levels rising

these fears in me won't subside

Breathing in and out

imagining the waves 

the calming waters 

I am one with them

and how they rise aga...

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A lonely boy in a sea of lonely nights 

in that last hour of the day

capturing words he wishes he had said

writing them down

so they’re out of his head

Music fills the air

soothing the tension

lessening the cares

Take a trip to the other side: 

what makes the other person tick,

what makes them come alive,

what’s in their head they’re trying to hide

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