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shimmering waters reflect skys of sapphire bright waves crash with foams like cloud, engolfing sandy beach sleek skinned creature leap through sky and sea, she chatter soft and migty
Beautiful ocean waters, glising bright blue As your white fomey waves dance up shore  Manny have no clue  To the hidden things that we ignore  
My hushed breath whispers to burlap sails on distant seas, Wrenched from my teeth and thrown to the breeze like confetti, In the flailing arms of cerulean waves;   Filling my cavities with the hollow sighs of whales
He was a grain of sand and you were the ocean. You are so much more than he could ever hope to be, and when your tide comes in he will be a distant memory.
I sprint to a glittering sea of blue Beside me are those I love, splashing about I feel the water that holds me, and watch my hand glide through it Waves grab whatever they can
I think the reason so many lovers get married on the beach Is because it’s the one place The only public place Where marriage is all around you, Where the ocean marries the shore
I was privileged to have sedentary on the seashore in seraphic poetic submersion,The ringing sounds from the distant horizon made me entirely lost in my speculation,
The azure ocean, home to embedded enormous incomprehensible riches of mysteries and riddles,More than the Mars, lies unfathomed, underneath the conundrum of oceanic colossal rhythms,
Great wide teeth, tear off a piece, 
 Sea Wonders   A small ship’s raw wood is dampened by saltwater,  its sweet scent mingles with the tranquil night breeze.
𝕴 𝖗𝖊𝖒𝖊𝖒𝖇𝖊𝖗 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖇𝖊𝖆𝖈𝖍 𝕿𝖔𝖘𝖘𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖎𝖓 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖘𝖊𝖆 𝕾𝖊𝖓𝖘𝖊𝖘 𝖈𝖔𝖓𝖋𝖎𝖓𝖊𝖉 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖐𝖎𝖈𝖐𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝕾𝖊𝖆𝖗𝖈𝖍𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖋𝖔𝖗 𝖇𝖗𝖊𝖆𝖙𝖍 𝕳𝖆𝖓𝖌𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖉𝖔𝖜𝖓𝖜𝖆𝖗𝖉 𝕱𝖗𝖆𝖓𝖙𝖎𝖈, 𝖋𝖆𝖈𝖊 𝖙𝖔 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖋𝖑𝖔𝖔𝖗
you are every shade of blue imaginable.   you rush in like the waves of the ocean, never fully satisfied sitting in one place.   you suck me into your embrace until i feel like i can't breathe,  
Hear my chant, that I am crying, Allured by my answer, they’re all stuck admiring, Grasped by the gods, pulled by Poseidon, Carried into the current, by the Song of the Siren,
Hear my chant, that I am crying, Allured by my answer, they’re all stuck admiring, Grasped by the gods, pulled by Poseidon, Carried into the current, by the Song of the Siren,
When i feel lost,   I feel sad, or happy, or thoughtful, I simply walk on the beach.  The seasalt air circles me,  Hovering and holding promises of adventures.
Colors take me away Sweep me up in a flourish of pigment A swarm of hues and shades Come to rest within my head The colors take me away   Consumed in a rush Under the glow of flickering neon
You know, when you’re drowning, you don’t actually inhale until right before you black out. The instinct to not let any water in is so strong that you won’t open your mouth until you feel like your head’s exploding.
Maybe if we cared more Maybe if we could make this less of a chore Maybe we could change it to how it was before Maybe it’s easier for us to ignore
Sitting at low tide amongst the creatures of the world underneath my lungs Staring into the unbreaking blackness of the air hung in smoke My eyes a lighthouse that gaze into the unknown reality
Sweet treachery on a night of drought, And no, I did not see the billow coming. I held no thirst or thoughts about The sounds of soft waves drumming.
Who am I? But a demon in the deep. I might not be like you, But I still need air to breathe. Is it you who will drown me? You who force me down? I fight, not for a victory,
drifting sinking down far below the tides   watching the surface grow
Cause things got so much harder on the west coast. When i moved here i realised i needed you most. One week i had a lover, the next, a ghost.
The smell of creosote reminds me of the place I live, but the salt air here reminds me of home. I see the way people change when they look. Really look.
The beach is full of plastic and muck but he stays there, the protector of the sea He thinks about the work he's done and as he stares he beings to weep All the tests and experiments and inventions he had done he wonders: What is wrong with me? Th
Maid of the Yonder, I call upon your brilliance of hope. Eyes bright like the sparkles of the sea, Lost in memory, stumped in desperation- May this song appease the tears you hold.
Goodbye and thank you to the Ocean Thank you for the memories The nights of walking along the beach The waves as they crashed at our feet   Thanks for the breeze blowing wind through our hair
Long rigid legs like chopsticks Riding the seas got seasick Snapping your snout like click click You are a sandpiper, not a sandchick   
Based on "Mermaid" by Sergey Kolesov   Delicate, floating through sea currents and sea trenches Elegant, dancing through coral reefs and shipwrecks Pure as the sun beams that shine through the surface
I never understood the word moonbeam until I saw one. A stream of milky white on a canvas of dark and unforgiving ocean. The moon seemed to paint a streak down the middle as if someone had dropped the paint brush.
I entered the cold and windy sea To see what I could see There was something I had in mind A treasure I couldn’t find   I was searching for a crab To fit the habitat that I had
 The sun dipped into the swelling sea, Fading into the Horizon, The beautiful glow, Tinting the water with golds and pinks, The Horizon embraced the sun.  
Sea shell at the bottom of the wave water crashing down forcing it to be brave as the watchers sit at the beach one decides to take a leap a step into the wave to save that shell
Stream bends.                                                                                                                                                                                                                  Slowly ends.           
In Dying Her body sank into the depths and embraced the sun.  
The ocean sets you free Your soul can be let go of Just release your pain The ocean will take it away Calmness will envelop you  
They crash against cliffs, rocks and ships. They eat away and erode the lands. They foam and toss around all that manages to get caugth in them. You can be pulled down underthe surface.
The ocean breathes, just like you and me Now, I know that may sound silly Or maybe you disagree Take my word for it, and you'll begin to see The ocean breathes, you see The fish, sharks, and reefs
Her breathing reminds her of the sea  strong inhales like water being pulled from the sand building potential, building tension deep exhales hit like the force of waves 
The tired Sun rests On waves and pale sand, as the Moon waits for his turn  
Sharp cold crashing waves. They rush over me. They drag me under. Until I reach the bottom. The ground with sand  coursely rubbing against my skin, getting into my mouth and eyes,
 Black night, murky depths. Suffocating womb of life Will we ever know?      
Her lips were red like she had been drinking all the poisonousness of this world or the blood of dead roses. Her eyes had a color of regret maybe because she had been thinking and wondering the deepest rooms of her soul,
The weight of the waves relentlessly presses down Crash after crash, no air left in my lungs Petrified, no energy to lunge No other hope but to drown   But even the air of the deep
Earth's ocean is dark So much of the black substance I am so angry
Happy changes for ours to foray, that theirs were oceanand of black God, so could you know Ocean god was thisogod, or primal bei is hei. Thes lors, ast ou, ocean wasblack and fear, could know you in? No. But this deep could
50 lives from now the glaciers will melt the rate at which ice leaves the planet is caused by us. we did this. it was one thing to unknowingly bring such positive change to the world with our new gadgets and gear,
Eyes like the ocean  In more ways than one They get trapped in the waves Swallowed until there were none  As the eyelashes flutter The wind blows stronger  Get lost is them both
lying down in the bath makes the water slop over the side of the tub and spill onto the carpet I close my eyes regardless, the tip of my nose just
I could see her face Deep in the storm clouds Smiling at me Saying “Come here,” but how?   I got the crew to safety  Told them to go to their wives But I couldn’t go
The storm was closing in The ship wouldn’t survive The Captain told us to take the lifeboat “Go back home to your wives”   We all piled in But we didn’t want to leave The Captain was adamant
There's mystery in the depths of the sea. She is like a second home to me;  It's a place where I want to see miracles and breathe tranquility. She is the most beautiful of all existence.
The first thing I saw was you,  When I entered this world kicking and screaming.  I held my father's finger, and heard his voice,  As the doctors helped me to take my first shuddering breaths, 
Oh the great sea How it rocks to and fro Carrying its children Up above and deep below They are all loved, by the ocean held in its embrace
Your hands draw music from the mute. Whimpers and near silent prayers, murmurs from below bubble and spill. Waves crash and the melody swells from a once silent body.
O Captain my Captain Blue horizon as far as the eye can see Orotund splashing of a joyous dolphin Deep Neptune profoundly advises me   Audacious waves ferociously battle
I see the world in its beautyOthers see me in fear   I see the world in its graceOthers see me and sneer   Something calls me outA shriek, a scream, a screech  
"The important thing in life is to let the years carry us along." Federico Garcia Lorca, Yerma"   This evening I press my ear to your chest, hear the ocean's waves and laughing gulls
Dearly beloved where have you gone? I miss your warm rhythms and the touch of your song.   I heard your sweet voice and I looked all around, but all I could feel was the snow on the ground.   
The beach seemed still as a crowd soon arrived  to tan on the beach and wade in the tides they searched for lost shells and played in the sand they buried their friends and held crabs in their hands
Oh the sight of the summer breeze, I wish to only be with the sea. The sea breaks upon the rocks, like my heart when he talks. All I wish is to be seen, by the the man who is my dream.
Poetry is a storm  Forlorn and freeing to me. Drops in an ocean,      drops of emotion, a crazy wild downpour  of speaking human feeling. Drops of wild,      drops of love,
I once was struck by a powerful wave So now I fear the sea And waters that seem to behave, Still drown me in reluctancy. Perhaps I fear for when I swim, The water that appeared so still,
The waves of the icy shore reached for me, Clenching their fists before my feet, The tips of my toes cried in agony, Begging for some warmth or heat.   I was relentless, Baring what I could,
my present quickly swirls into the past the feeling of home overcomes me at last. shades of masquerade envelope the room flickering shadows setting the castle a gloom. as the tornado of dancing swarms around me
My entire life, being in the ocean has been habitually done. You'll find me visiting there during the rise and fall of the sun. If this was a crime, I wouldn't run.
they say that nothing gold can stay but what about the other metals seen as precious in the eyes of man   you are my silver lining
I am the ocean. So deep. You couldn’t possibly see everything inside of me. And why would you want to? It’s dangerous. It’s dark. You can’t breathe. I try to pull you inside because I want to feel closer to you.
The sort of familiar feeling of falling  Envelops me like it's always meant to  An ocean that only goes down Devoid of light and air and feeling  I find myself reaching (The surface is miles away)
The ocean is deceiving  Shorline thin and simple. As you swim deeper The greater it grows.   Grasping and releasing,  It shows off its power The infinite waves crash,  forward and back
Blue and beautiful, still but mighty  With strength and with power  One might die To all your plastic bottles  That takes your power away It takes more than just your power
bring me whipped-cream foam on top of sea-salted air don't forget the occasional delicacy from the unknown shore where other customers are waiting--   here, bring them this feather
Dearest Wading Girl, I peer at you through my canvas window Watching as you dip your toes into the waters off the sharp Irish coast. You wade through the yearnings of your kin Reaching sun-dried dreams and
A picture is worth a thousand words But what’s worth even more Is what a camera can’t capture
You are forgiving Although your strength can rip all things tangible And envelop them, Carry them to your darkest depths And coldest crevices …
dear the one who feels like home   when we were together you looked straight into my ocean of a heart and relieved me of some of its weight some of its noise  
Across the vast blue ocean, Rising out of the rainbow reef, Lies a solitary Island. Its tree-crested mountains, And river-carved valleys,
  Tall waves crash, High breakers bash, "Strong am I" It says midst clash, "For Fire burns, And Stone can churn, And Man can Learn, But Sea can last."
For the life of me I can hear the sea Calling, calling, calling. And for the life of me I'm trying, trying, trying But for fear of the death of me... I don't. Don't. Don't.
Old Salt- You used to love the ocean, At least, I think you did Before those times you went away, before those drunken sins   We went together once, I still remember well
Can you see me this time through your clouds of billowing smoke? The last time I was in this place you could not see me Could not feel my beating heart Could not hear me
there's this jellyfishstuck in my headhe swims there day and nightand lights up the darkinside of my skulla bioluminescent, fluorescent jellyfishswollen and pinkhe likes to shock me
Being an adolescent is a roaring, ever-changing ocean and the new experiences are brave, plummeting waves. However at times, I feel as little as a sail boat- being drowned by an avalanche of furious waves.
You are not alone I am not alone In the end, what we all want is to look across that vast ocean and see a mind that is like our own to know that there's a reason to keep swimming
Oh, how these past few months have been filled with tears. Losing you was by far one of my biggest fears. You made me face it, with your sadistic, evil ways. And now we haven't spoken in days. Thank you,
Free and flowing,It glides along the banks,On a journey of it’s own Sometimes rushing,At other times calm and glassy.
Eu estive no oceano por tanto tempo que eu esqueci que eu estava me afogando, Quando cheguei à costa - pés na areia - a gravidade me atingiu, E eu colapsei na praia, enquanto tentava encontrar o equilíbrio,
I've been in the ocean for so long that I forgot I was drowning,When I arrived to the shore - feet on the sand - gravity hit me, and I collapsed on the beach, as I tried to find balance,I get up, and I looked at the horizon one last time,And I kne
Je suis dans l'océan depuis si longtemps que j'ai oublié que je me noyais Quand je suis arrivé au rivage -les pieds sur le sable- la gravité m'a frappé
The beach, where the ocean overflows with joy at the presence of her visitors. Aching to touch, yearning to love.   Her waves push forward onto the beach to wash upon your toes.
The ship had sunk beneath the sea,. And from the deep, it beckoned me.   I followed suit, beyond the foam, to the place it made its home.   And as I gazed
Mother, she is light. She bounces off tin-foil lakes, soothing tides. She warms the back of my eyes every dawn. She is a sunspot amongst freckles and stars. She lets me look on beauty.
The fracture of the cliffside observes, notices the wind hunting for the stray seeds of cotton safely lodged and wedged in its crevices Soft and gentle, forgotten offspring Sunbreaks warm stone’s ancient skin
I want to go where the water meets the land. There is a balance there. There is no sound like that which sand and lapping water share.  
A drop of poison Turns into bucket fulls Sinking Deep Into the ocean. Its deepest pits Caught slipping Silhouettes Of rocks Secrets And algae. Broken words and glass
I want to go to a place where the ocean roars. I want to go to a place where you can hear the wind rushing past your ears. I want to go to a place where seagulls soar so low their wings nearly touch the shadows on the sand .
Your lips tasted like salt, but your smile was so sweet and those eyes of yours sank deep into my soul like anchors keeping me  close to shore to make sure I wouldn't drown and I
She has flowers in her Golden wheat hair. Her limbs are tree branches, With leaves at her fingertips. Her eyes are brilliant stars; Her face glows with warm sunlight.
Love is beautiful like the ocean It captivates you in its waves Of passion and beauty It should not captivate you In fear or pain
When I look into the night filled sky  I see not stars but, rather, complete and utter darkness Fore all of the millions of star are to be found in your eyes  
My first thought when I looked into your eyes…. Ocean Blue like the ocean And like the sky When you look at me my mind creates an illusion The illusion that the blue in your eyes moves like ocean water
i love you in the same way that a wave crashesthen comes up slowlyto kiss your feet.  
She is So wild and deep, The forests and oceans, Would be envious of her if, They knew.
Waves washing overhead, And I am nothing but a grain of sand Sitting aimlessly on the ocean floor.  Drowning, Just learning how to swim.
There are things in the shadows That dare come out into the day And grasp at my hands to tow Me far away.   Alone I am nothing, Gone in the tides,  But with you I am something
Deep amethyst spikes that are meant to penetrate through life’s setting, Like fireworks going into the sky and exploding. Deep colors coming in to light up the oceans over the days,
Everything is calm and bright, But yet it causes me a fright. Waves crashing against the shore, Who knows what roams the ocean floor?
I look in her eyes I have never met someone Who made me feel the way The early morning sun And the splashing waves On white sandy beaches Make me feel Until I saw into her eyes
I remember when you and your friends first met us At Half Moon Bay You stood out the most in my opinion The water hit just below your torso
There's a place that I've been  doesn't have top nor end  and you'll fly like a bird underwater   There's a song you should hear  hold a shell up to your ear  and you'll be
i think the ocean will love you so long as you come to her when her lover, the sun, has gone. she will tease you to her shores like silk sheets,  she will sing to you like a siren calling your name so longingly and lovingly,
The surface oscillates Sunlight shimmers, shimmers, shimmers Like a kaleidoscope, like a disco ball, streaming light back and forth, back and forth Like a circle swirling on, on, on Rise, break, fall
Some people may look and see the beach. Some people look, and they see the shore. Combers will walk as far as they can reach, But, in the end, it is something we can all explore.  
We find it lying on the beach: A lump of scales and fingernails,  An inky trail up from the water Slithering through the sand   Its eyes open and filmy As if surprised by the sudden darkness,
RisingBuilding higherAcending each momentExtending towards the heavensPeaking  FoldingTurning overDoubling on edgesUndecided in it's passageRevolve  LovelyCrashing waters
RisingBuilding higherAcending each momentExtending towards the heavensPeaking  FoldingTurning overDoubling on edgesUndecided in it's passageRevolve  LovelyCrashing waters
A boy, found... amongst a reefed ship Looking out past his bubble, Onto a sea of destruction inhibited With no one left to gain... nor trust.   A monstrous sea beast... formidable 
There is a vast ocean of things I don’t understand, Instead of taking the time; to explain these things, You would laugh at me, you would shun me. All because I didn’t understand.  
I told you I was water. You said you loved the rain. Yet, my touch made you shiver. And it turns out That depth terrifies you. And I, Well I was the ocean. -Harleigh Stillwell 4-12-17
Flecks of gold in An ocean of blue Too bad I drown Before I found The gold, or you.
Her words can hold rhythm with the way your heart beats Her mouth spews promises I wish she could keep Theres whole galaxies in her head But she's afraid to leave the earth They say God is in the cosmos
Do we react like universes? And Experience ourselves ironically? She sleeps -- she's peaceful now -- on soft white sand; The ocean of her eyes starts looking starry. But I am drowning. Just 'cause I'm supposed
Still and silent I float in the deep blue, the ocean is my master and I its slave.   Heels, check. Face, check. Glasses – better leave those here – check.
"Just a second," the typical reassuring lie I spoke aloud I stopped more frequently than I had been walking. At first they would wait for me, But after a while it was simply no use to wait for another person
There's more to a woman than her body and curves. At the core of her brain is a thunderstorm that rains down wisdom, knowledge, and understanding flooding the soul of man with love in it's truest form.
I dragged myself along the sand when I could walk no more Scars and bruises were a burden Finally fleeing from this self war
2016 wasn't a rollercoaster, or a carousel, or a blind leap off of a cliff like they everyone says. This year was an ocean. The year I was born, we started the drive.
Standing at the ocean of my mind My fears like the waves lap at my toes At the edge of my thoughts Aggressive crashes and angry foam Threaten to drag me under
I am overwhelmed at times with a sudden wave of urgency.   A pressure builds up inside of me and leaves me with only the racing thump of my heartbeat and heaves of breath  from my crushed lungs.
Will you be my world? The moon to my ocean? Will you be my view whenever the windows open?
Sometimes it’s like rain. It collects in the sky, with dark clouds gathering, Looming above you. You notice it, acknowledge it And feel it when it comes,
The pounding of the drum at the end of the percussion line resonates through the air. The powerful vibrations tickle my skin when standing too close, The steady bam, bam, bam echoes through the quiet room.
Ocean waves crashing. Up they rise coming alive. The sun sinks low. Into the ocean. Waves crashing on the shore. A dark blue color. Standing on the brink. It seems to swallow you up.
The sea is mighty and great With tides threatening to consume everything The air is misty with the ocean spray And loud with the wave's roar   The sight is a beautiful one indeed
Then God said, “Let there be light”; and there was light. (Genesis 1:3)   A single drop of water creates a ripple in the pond, And the ripple resonates through the waters
The blend of word and sound 
Life is all about feelin' good, I'm always on the hunt for The Feel Good Medicine. I think I finally found it, A little bit of laughter and a lot of sun tossed in with the scent of the salty ocean at sunset,
It's easy to get wrapped up in the fog in your head, In the stress looming, threatening to overtake you like sharp-toothed shadows It's important... It's important to exhale To inhale
She saw the waves crash a storm against cheeksCracking hurricanes into men's eyesDroplets of rain trickled endlessly into puddles of veinsCreating a reserve of rainy day puddles to look back on.
  The water and its depth would scare me as a child I knew the waves could whip me and make me wild I used to think the ocean was hollow like a shell And that the monsters in it were secrets I should never tell
Trekking to the world's edge With a good sister and friend To see what lies around corner, To peek around the sandy bend. Ambling in the stretch Where earth and water are one,
You can swim in my waves, but take care not to drown. Be wary of the riptide that will drag you down beneath the waves and out to sea, too far into me
A piece of driftwood lies alone on the sunbaked sand.   A knarled knot points out to sea, gesturing far from the land.   What troubled seas have you traversed? What strange lands have you spied?
I used to talk to trees. Often I sought their branches to hold me when I felt my body to small to contain what I held. They would talk me back into it- taught me how to grow inside a husk 
She wore her hair a certain way, so she could cover her face. No one would question her puffy eyes, it was her disguise. He saw her once; her hair all down,hiding her face filled with disgrace.
A cool waterfall To a rushing river far Flowing to the sea
Its blue depths strike fear, What life lies within its murk? I need no answers.
In the abyss a crevice of black I curl my neck ready to attack With inked rapiers in my claws I slash and stab hoping for renewal   Half awake my sore back sprouts
Saying too much is regretful.Saying too little is poignant. But what is it when you feelyou've  done both at the same time?There are words left on my tongue,shards of sentences I'll never utter
MARINE I have a soldier lost at sea Drifting away as his mind would be I await this soldier Who I adore Upon the rising shore. Wishing for a storm to bring him back to shore
There's something about surfing at sunset. Maybe your hands feel like ice cubes. Maybe your ribs ache against the surfboard. Maybe your arms hang, limp as noodles.  
Bell Glass I try to cross the thresholdsI try to shovel poetry in glass bottles eaten by the seaSome BellJar note washed ashore,some ancient hand had written
On the days you don’t feel appreciated Just know that we are here To guide you through the thunderstorms And comfort you out of fear  
My heart is an ocean; most wade near the shore, barely passing the sandbar. Although there has been one brave swimmer, she had created tsunami waves that tore up my innards,
I don’t get stream of consciousness writing style. Sorry Virginia Woolf, I have too much running through my brain to have to comprehend what’s trickling through yours.
I walked along the sandy shore, The tide tickling my toes. Wondering how you could want more, Than an ocean to drown your woes?   The sea is there to drown our fears, Its pattern never faulty.
all i need is you, my dear. i need to feel the waves of your love. seeing you was like going to the beach, though i always said i wouldn't go in the water, i always did, and when i did, i'd never leave.
Today I sat at the pier thinking about you and how much I  wished you were near Today I sat at the pier and thought about you  I sat there and watched the water  crash against the wood 
Alone on an island, on its beach where I lay, where the ocean moves slowly, and the palm trees sway. I look in the distance, where I see just the tip,  Of the bow that remains of my now-sinking ship.
The boundless days The sun beats down The silky waves Is the sweetest sound   The creeping wind The green palm fronds The effortless sway Is the sweetest sound  
Our words will stumble from my memory, and I will not feel any emptiness When the sun's light sees her own reflection In me.  And then I will miss you no more   I will walk with quiet footsteps;
Floating toward the center of the sea bathing suit wrapped tight around me where else would I be if not here then somewhere on the shore feeling the waves rise over my feet. Without a bathing suit
The sun kissed her velvet skin as she opened her arms out to the shore. “Take me as I am!” Nobody wants to be left here with nobody. The wind ran its fingers through her sweet hair. “Love me for me!”
Wispy clouds sweep across the vast ocean above Grass whispers the heartbeat of the tide Rolling gently out and back again Feathered fish dart into cloud-waves And you wish flying were so easy
  Valuable in my Eyes   The artistic sky Paints a picture of freedom For lone gulls to fly.   On this island, “Perfect” can’t even describe the happiness that These warm currents bring.
Crashing waves collideWith waves of vibrations heardBut not seen,Felt but not touched.A day without you is a day without us
It is weird that I am here.  Trapped.  On a beautiful island I cannot call my home.  I have no cell phone, no coffee, no friends of my own.  Deserted, I feel..alone.  
It's like I'm lost in an ocean blue as can be without a map in my hand or a single home to call mine I've been looking for answers looking for what's true but when I look for love
You are a storm. Yet you are nothing.   And life is an ocean, Vast and undiscovered.   It's choppy and crule. Its swells are too much.   Sadness hits in great waves
A pink plastic bird, whose spindly legs carry me out, to shores unknown.
it's like you've lived your whole life on the bottom of the sea rising now  things are looking up  lifting too fast  you feel like you might implode too much pressure too much release
On the shores of here and gone, a never ending line sunlight shining off her hair and dancing off her eyes.   Palm trees sway in seafoam green,
"When the darkness rules And the moon falls apart The world is made of fools And it's tearing at my heart What I've learned is not from school And I no longer care to start The ocean expanse is full
Ocean breeze, you seem too good to see, always there by a blink of a hair,  passing your way through me.   You give me life, a sort I can't see, it all seems too good to believe,
Loving you was my best mistake,   a beautiful affliction. Nothing could have prepared me for what was to come. You came unexpected, filling a desire I never knew I had.  
On this island that is in my head I want to see you there with me. At this point I'm a shipwreck And you're the lonesome island. Lines of shipwrecks lie behind me all thinking they found what they'd been searching for.But the treasure maps lied.I
  Ocean eyes keep me in sight Its hand tenderly holding mine Ensuring I’m kept in the light The rolling waves, embellished with the unknown  
My world is better As I hear the thunderous, yet peaceful waves. It’s the most wonderful feeling ever. Finally, this is my chance to be brave.  
To be honest girl i don't know, how i feel if this is real, i feel as if times speed varies from fast to slow, everytime you come and go, my reality is so whack, its hard to keep track, of all that is happening in this crazy world, leaving my stom
WHERE ARE YOU, LOVE!? Where are you oh love, That tears my heart apart, With waters of loneliness? Where are you oh love, That puts asunder, what the wind of joy tries to tye together?
A boat breaks down with every crash of the ocean's waves The salt is a catalyst carving in the wood, Small and detailed caves Sail is ripped and battered the treasures of the boat in the water they are scattered 
Like a misty, ocean morning, smokey blue pale enough to be grey, cobalt towards the western cliffs.   A fisherman sets out in the early chill with a fire lit lamp. It's glow shocking life into 
Howling lion Endlessly prowling in blue Temperament As quick as wind Ships ride rippling fur Visited By popular activity
(written 6/2/2015) A furious cold envelopes my envious starving flesh In the same way that the crying streetlights flood the earth in clouded salty tears
this is not romance, she thinks  she sees the world in its barest form learning all of its secrets and nuances and believing that  in essence  everything  truly  was black and white
The Ocean                            I sit on a patch over looking the ocean                                    my body quivers like it full of emotion
water, calming sailing on my little boat land a far off thought
 Silver overcast shadows reflect across dancing grey ocean waves a lone bird's solemn cry, the only sound against a symphony of silence Storm clouds gather within the recesses of the mind.
Heard trumpets from afar this morning, closed my eyes to embrace a memory of warm winds and white sand. The smell of salt water and Caribbean cuisine laid still in my mind, for a brief second.
She stares out across the sea Wondering what things could be What sights and sounds there are to know To go out and see the world grow   She imagines all the people she could meet
The ocean waves came pounding downSo fast, I can’t breathe so I drownAround me there are shades of blueAnd all I know is I'll miss youThe water was so coldI miss the warmth of your loving hold
I jumped into the ocean one starry nightIn hopes that maybe you'd save meBut the waves came crashingAnd took me into their embrace,They took me to my sweet escape,Under the night sky, under the stars
I begin to drown in an ocean of blue, only to realize I've forgotten my life jacket. These eyes, they take me without invitation. I'm sucked into a whirlpool that leads to an endless gaze.
Deep, a hundred fathoms or morebeneath froth and foamazure seas fade intoblackest indigoFlashing flecks, of minnowsin the deep waters, a shoala swimming wave that sways
Waves do stand true to your heart, And its blue refraction, true to your eyes
Some days I wish I would've never met you. Never have fallen for that smile, For that laugh, For those eyes.    Some days I wish we could start again. From day one,
The mystical creatures of the deep blue, I sing a chores out to you. For the sirens that sing within in the waters, To the beauty of you're majestic ways, living amongst the sea otters.
"Existence is an ocean."
Wooden beams and wooden planks And salty sea scented air Drew our souls near the edge And then just held them there   The wind whipped our hair The cold bit our noses
They tell me to write what is awesome, and my fingers tap the keys like a blind spider’s mandibles, drawing a blank. No flies tonight. They tell me to write what is awesome, and Pluto looms on my screen,
Blue Betty, can you hear me? Twinkling Jingles, are sinking in the sea.   Blue Betty, can you feel me? Lost in Atlantis Osiris tell me how could this be?   Broken Neptune,
I can change like the flip of a dime I am unaffected by the ravages of time I can be unforgiving, unbelievably cruel But I can also be the most gentle, you know
Retreat, regroup Wind pummels rocky water, Kinetic greets potential, Bearing down on the steadfast shore.   Prequel of froth Turbulent and tumultuous, Echoed in the susurrus of spectators,
It wasn't long before she came back around to steal your heart once again
you feel so at home in the water even though it's always changing. are you hoping that one day familiar waters will reappear and draw up something new if you check the ocean enough?
Shall I compare thee to a summer day,
Peace felt  Love helped
Life is worth living because of these.     Strum of coastal breeze, sugary and smooth,       lock of hair that flits away from my face.                Rustle of leaves, slight and drifting,
The soft sand warms her like a blanket  A cool breeze flows through her hair The waves splash and smooth her spirit  She views the horizon with love and care   
The ocean has
oh, purest of unities:
Deep within the earth’s core A pool of magma dreams to soar Beyond the darkness Because although this pool is very bright ---- It is only their own light --- And they want more They crave more
I am an explorer
  Your eyes distant And as deep as the blue sea On sandy steps we watch The waves curl and break  
I am beauty. I may not look like it I may feel like it
a sea turtle is hurrying,  hurrying to the sea,  it takes no notice of a land creature like me,  it came ashore,  the night before,  and dropped a thousand gleaming jewels,  it buried them deep, 
I look out to the ocean
Your eyes are like the ocean full of secrets someone could get lost by staring to long some people enjoy them yet some people never have yet to experience them
Woken up by morning light,
Authenticity - A Life Unmasked     Tall
The sun shined, and the sand burned, The waves were soothing and calm, My hair soared while the wind turned, The hot sand was grasped in my palm.   I felt a sensation of unexplainable joy,
My future is uncertain. I feel as if nothing is constant. Sometimes I feel like a piece of driftwood, I'm being tossed back and forth by the waves. But they are not ocean waves. They are the waves of time,
once I was floating in the water with care I was quite young and the sea was new there and though I trusted it soundly
You are the waves of the ocean, Unapologetically crashing to the shore, Then seeping back out to the sea, To rise and fall unyieldingly.   You are the trees in the forest, Radiant and confident,
  The waves were my sanity The smell of the salt so crisp in the air surrounding me,  The crashing of the once so peaceful waves, The entire different world remaining under the surface  
i was a large, vast ocean i had so much life inside of me and i took that life and created more life my waves crashed all around eventually, i fell in love with the sun
 Her Salted Kiss Scars, scrapes, bruises. inevitable remarks that tell a story her salted ocean breeze whispers in my ear
The self is but the chalice for wisdom. As I am but the chalice for the sea. My truest self? What form is true. Eyes may see what shadows give away but looking into the light, all are blind. Cloaks to bind and keep hearts to ground.
Life is an ocean, Filled with mystery and fear.  We fall in line with its rhythmic motion, Pushing us through the hardships and the tears.    Imagine swimming through life, 
The waves, the ocean crash against the wall, They bring back what was lost and washed away.
This heavy darkness encapsulates, a blanket over the whole ocean, a danger and a savior to bate
Under the sea Where the fish roam free Oh, what a beauty it is When it's not polluted. How can we stop the pollution when it's coming from our own land? Let's not make our oceans so bland.
The sound of waves crashing, and of children laughing,
Theres an artist behind this Idiot Theres an Ocean beneath this pool and it's full of sharks I present a calm surface because no one can fathom the depth and once they stick a toe in and realize there is no bottom
Everyday i cross the waters
In a too familiar whim of feeling drowned, I jump onto this raft that manifests
You are an ocean of mystery: inexplainable, inexplicit, infinite I read somewhere that 95% of the ocean is unexplored
As I sink into the sandy shores, I feel the turbulent ocean pull me in, Retracting and extending her bountiful body, I sit in the serenity of whimsical winds,
When the ocean is far awayand the wind is full of sand instead of salt,I dive back into the green pools offorgotten peace in your eyes.I swim through lakes of cheap vodkaand expensive memories.
you are like the ocean I stand on the beach and your tide rushes up to me  your foam softly brushes my toes it feels nice to be with you so I wade in further your slow rolling waves rise against my legs
Take me far away to a paradise where I can listen to the sound of the ocean against the shore instead of my heart thumping inside of me when I am near you Please get out of my fucking head I want to die
There's a calm silence
Small, happy red fish flipping in the bright blue waves. Jump, splash, goodbye friend.
The Sea is a Bliss,                As the Sun Offers a Kiss.                              The Blowing of a Strong Gale,                                                                Fills My Sail.
Move like an ocean, 
You used to whisper into my ear sweet nothings I love you, I would never hurt you, Leave you, I will only and always love you.
Dirty feet and white sheetsLovers down and oceans foundTravel with me and discoverWhere we are and where we are meant to be
My hair has always reminded me of the ocean
His eyes are unsettling, a deep brewing ocean. And the waves in them roll Over and over again in my mind like marbles against my fingers, His hair lay in knots but perfectly calculated knots
Why do we wake up? Humans are evil . Humans are dumb. Humans can think yes. But only of what suits them best. Humans walk beside the rest of us. Forgetting they are the rest of us
you think there's an ocean of things  you've yet to learn about me but there's really not that much   it's more like a pool in that  it isn't so infinite or mysterious but still waters run deep
He is the ocean, the calming blue sea, teaming with vibrant life, and miles and miles of open space  
He rushed over me, His touch cold at first, But so warm after. He'd pull in, Away, And I exulted in his rhythm.  When I wasn't submerged in him, Completely absorbed in his presence,
The Sun beams down Through the mess of white clouds. And the water crashes on the sand.   It's been so long since I've been here, This sounds tells me I'm not alone.  
I will remember these nights like the tide remembers to kiss the shoreline--
Theres days when I fall and can't get back up  only to find a solution for me finding my balance again 
I prayed that I was dreaming When I saw that big wave The water was not normal But as dark as a cave It was full of weird greens and reds and blacks
I fell in love with the ocean, Its murky depths became my home. Everyday I would go to her, Skip rocks over her delicate skin, And she would tickle my limbs, Her cold hands trembling in my presence.
You are the sky I am the sea and although we make each other complete the universe says we shall never meet.    We are divided by a horizon made prevalent by the sun that you see
  Confidently unthinking I walked into the shadows  I thought I was Lolita, hardly, really I was callow
Euphoric my soul has been marked Untroubled written on my heart No amount of sorrow 
I wanna feel the ocean's waves  engulf me in it's blue wonderland,  To feel safe and secure.  Someone hold,  Because I just might drown.  To feel the heat-absorbed sand hug my toes,
As I gaze into the jeweled night
You make me look forward to the morning. That crystalline smile like a sunrise resting against still waters. I get lost in your calm and collarbone kisses seep down into my soul like dawn dew.
My Body is an ocean It is graceful and it is powerfulIt is strong
You are my oasis. The sky is blue, blue waters, bright sand, you are the water that turns my desert into a beach, you, shade of the leaves that rewrites trials into isles of paradise,
It's roaring Teasing shores back and forth Fading Disappearing Reappearing Picking up momentum Picking up sound It's loud Clashing Crashing Vibrating Screaming
A shot fired across the decka weakened hull. A turning tide.Well, all our anchors hang on chainsand dangle off our changing minds.
Do you hate the way     that our magnetized timesturn us all to metal shavings--     push and pull--charged eachday to fill up negative spacewith negative attraction?Were you repulsed when polarities
Slowly, slowly sailing.  Lazily, readily, whimsically, wailing. Waves around us, dancing and singing, the bell on the lighthouse softly ringing.   A "swoosh" of the sea foam, 
My tangled feet drift through the weaving waves, scarlet scales hiding my skin. Eel whispers wind through my head, the poisonous words biting my ears.
This is a short piece from my published book, And So We Fight On, sold here at https://www.createspace.com/4664639 .  Make sure to check it out!   -Voices of the Sea-  
By the sea I heard crashing of waves And people... I hear them shouting my name. softly... THEN LOUDLY! SHOUTING LOUDLY, "OH MORTAL! HOW DARE YOU FIGHT US! YOU CAN'T ESCAPE US!
She's standing there among the leaves, Quieter than the sounds of snow
Eyes swollen with sorrow and unshed tears, Burning for being open too long. A body that weighs a thousand pounds, Screaming in protest from running. To the ocean rationalizes the mind,
  Waves splash against the cliff
Life seems to be an endless ocean Rocking my life boat in a churning fashion. One moment I can feel the wave Lift me up, higher than I have yet To be, then, the next of the brave:
The ocean So turbulent So wavy And yet Underneath It's perfectly calm
Used to the constant gunfire since you first set sail,  This time is different. This time their cannons have crashed too deep. Slam the galley doors as water floods from the ducts, Choking out your cries.
The ocean waves touch my feet   As I walk along the lonely beach   Hands in my pocket, my head held high   Tears streaming down my face  
A world with and without you The perfect hue of your eye color
The only thing she's held accountable for  is the heart she's mended
Maybe if I pretend I'm okayI will be
I close my eys and visualize my future,  a future where I am taking care of animals,  curing their injuries, making sure they are okay.   Dogs wagging their tails, cats mewing from their cages, 
There are too many things that make up a person. We want to compact them all Into one item “Do you like this?
Down at the ocean blue Whorls of sea foam churn madly Like the feelings in this beating chest My heart trembles like a victim of anthrax poisoning viciously suffocating
We are of the sea We flock to the sound of crashing waves We walk barefoot feeling grains of sand slip though our toes We breathe in cold, salted air, and feel the warmth of the sun on our skin  
"Your ears are the ocean," my friend said, and I imagined the wash of waves erasing the auditory footsteps hanging like fading dreams in the clear morning light of the seashore.  
My imagination glows  A pulsing radiance Tempting the average soul Like flies to a light It burns bright in me A candle of creativity So vibrant, so strong
All I really know   is that my favorite color has always been blue.   As I have grown up in life   it was the sea and the sky that I intrigued me.  
I've yet to swim in the darkest depths, for I never want to stay on the surface.
Oh, ocean waves flow freely on the sand
One time, i wrote a poem On a piece of paper with  No lines. And i cried, Smudging all the little letters. The ants drowned by Saltwater. They thrashed and thrashed and thrashed,
All my life I dreamed of exploring the ocean. Seeing the different marine life, Feeling what it's like to be surrounded by emptiness. I also love to work on automobiles,
Mid the evening as I walk along the shore, Inside of me a burning comes, like one never has before. Beyond the horizon I long to be, far from land and out to sea.
The Ocean and Its Sand   The Pelican was there, I believe, though now long gone. Still, the heart beats and the mind wanders on. The early fog has disappeared; feather clouds take its place.
LoveThe largest ocean in the seaAnd the deadliestFor it has no islandNo escapeFor you will become blindFrom all the sharksPulling your leg like no tomorrowOnly gazing at the breath 
Warm salty yet smooth waves covered my feet like a blanket                                                                         Trying to look past the currents- the waves and the boats                                                          
Take me to the ocean where the sun meets the sea take me to the ocean where the salt can touch me   And my tears will fall and float across the world until they find you  
A luminiscent blanket bathed in silvery spindles of light from the heavens. Misty shimmers casually float skyward, eventually giving way to a pale glow. A familiar face offers comfort from the darkness.
I walk From here to there is 
Grains of sand wiggle their way between my impatient toes The glimmering ocean waves three yards away Surreptitious seabirds sidle towards a fisherman’s catch Timid crabs scuttle from one eroded rock to another
This is the name you were born with,
I could get lost in you The mystery of you Pulls me closer Willingly I dive into you Silence You wrap around me Calming my body and mind You never leave my thoughts
            She went for a swim. When the sun was high and vicious and scalded the ground she walked on, she went for a swim.
  Cool, ocean water nudges my crinkled toes  A gentle breeze sifts through the giant, leaves of the palm trees Swaying them like the exotic dancers of a waltz.  Looking up, I watch fluffy white figures slowly dance
the ladies of the foam prepare for the dance their legs kicking higher as they stretch to the sky the ladies of the foam start the opening number slowly
The ocean currents Of blissful magnitude The smell of sand The breeze of freshness Back. Forth. Back. Forth. Small intervals of wind Keeping my body In a state of frenzy. Bluest of skies
She is marvelous.  Her dark coat glistens with love, shimmers with brilliance. Her eyes, dark with wonder, are brightened through learning. And she moves.  It is as if her legs know no limits. 
The wall of the wave comes powering forward from a small distance My heart races with beat of my stroke as I paddle into a good position
Look at the glistening waves, gliding in and out
Let's take the boat out
as i swam across the atlantic a fish stopped me
My skin is cool I’ve stopped feeling blue
The ocean shifted
Paddling so hard from the water wall behind. Too slow and i fall. Then I tumble and I roll to submerge to the unknown.
The aquatic garden, when seen from space, is vast, mystical, and blue It has many unique, sea creatures living in it too Some burrow, some float, some dart from side to side
I dreamt I was drowning in the raging sea Cold iron was harshly pulling me Down to the depths as I choked on fire And as my flailing arms dared tire I awoke in the real world conscious of pain
I escape this hectic world Full of hate and suffering To find peace and happiness This is my escape I come here near noon
I hear, I feel, and I see as water comes to my knees The sunlight shining so brightly And wispy clouds lick the sky lightly A cool wind caresses my face While little children make chase
This thing of love, of loving and being loved. It consumes me in the gentlest of ways,  softly washing over me until I've been covered up; a blissful drowning. I've become willing to risk hitting a shelf 
  In raging currents, all was lost, A child tossed crimson yarn about the wind-struck rocks, others stowed away in wrinkles of the sea. They hid inside dragonfly homes. When the tide unfolded, 
He waded through the water anxious, like flame in the wind.  The molecules engulfed his feet  entirely, washing his sin.  The night's stars were gleaming bright, crying out to him. 
Here on my back, fog softening its edges and without clouds the sky is the color of cold light shining from grey silk lingerie it is smooth and flat and could fall upon my head at any instant.
you caught me upon a fallen starand wished me away to thedesert Mars. A dead plain with foreign menof simple things in a nightmare, awaken me to humanity.
Shade shifter, turn-me-red.Master the colors and trickthe disguiser--morphing electric skin. Make novelty probinginto the darkunknown.Shake suiters with perfectcontrol, of all the senses.
  It is something to be touched and seen,To be felt and breathed in deep.From time’s start it has always been,Roving always, it never sleeps.
Navigation   Not a single student escapes the lash of a pen . A clean sheet of paper is dirtied with the red of a checkmark screaming, "You are never good enough."   Chipped blackboards
Gazing upon the windows of night, Soft Shells crushed in my hands, I cry as my tears fall upon scattered sand kingdoms. Intricate life scattered like sand upon the beach I stand upon.  
your heart is the altar at which i worship. your kiss is holy wine.  the ocean is our church and the waves are our prayers.   
I stand on the beach, The sand between my toes, The salty breeze through my hair, Where does my time go? I sit to watch the crashing waves, In and out, in and out, Then I jump up,
Voices haunt my sleep. Soaring shadows awaken my soul. Falling far, far, far down into the depths of ruins and caves you left empty for my arrival.
Eyes open, And Dawn breaks.   Crystalline blue, The vast, eternal sky. Sheer beauty, In its icy chill.   Oceanic waves, Ever powerful and strong. Yet gentle,
Her eyes were blue like the ocean. The salty waves form and roll on shore, her cheek. The continue to flow until they drown her. Her eyes, the sea, a door.
Myself; As expansive as the ocean, Yet also a wanderer within its great depths. With no thought at all I flow with its motion, But resistance is found when I consider my breadth. Deeper than the submarines,
After the storm comes a rainbow, I have been threw that storm but don't know where to go, where is my rainbow. I need to feel the calm that comes after the storm, for it's the only way to reassure my self.
  Surfers are different from normal people While normal people are tying down furniture  And boarding up windows Surfers are tightening their fins And waxing their boards
  The words envelope me, Comfort me, Free me, And let me speak without saying a word. Each sylabl ringing, clearing my mind, and rolling off my tongue with every annouciation.
  Drowning in a sea of emotions the currents of anger pulls me back while melancholy drags me d   o      w         n. In the ocean of the mind  there is no escape or relief
When you see a word, scrawled on a line. Does it ground your thoughts, Like on anchor Deep in the sea? Does your mind roil, Like a storm that grew up, All alone, Abandoned by its parents?
A flicker floats upon a crystal sea. The chilly clear white-caps Damask a dance of cold intricity- Beneath the wind that flaps,
With 7 billion people in the world, it is easy to be just another face in the crowd, craving attention by being loud. We are all born with a voice deep inside of us, which can develop over time with
The end of life is like the deepest part of the ocean Full of things unbeknownst to anyone Full of things that we fear yet are fascinated by The amount of possibilities within are endless We can guess what is there
your hips could tell stories of lovers past before me. of the mornings you lay bare, alone in your bed with only the silence surrounding.
The sea shimmers like sunlight on chrome Loud crashing waves and soft silky sand are my living room The beach is the place I call home   My home is unlike the old empire of Rome
When you look at life as an Ocean, you will suddenly start sinking.  You see the beauty all around, as you struggle to keep breathing.  Your lungs are full of water, the oxygen is depleting. 
just give me a littlea little deathcause i'm dyingwithout it. they say thathope            f  l  o  a  t  s must be          why              i'm                  sinking
I miss the ocean. The way his strong arms wrap around me as I swim. The trust that he will hold me up when I lie down on him. I miss the ocean. The way his tousled dark hair gets caught between my fingers.
The bitter sound of depression slowly devoured my body deeper and deeper sinking into a new demension where the full ocean of sorrow was whipped again far, far away
  I was born into this life,               flew into the earth  head held high,                  clenched fist raised to the sky      I’d heard all the rumors,  of warfare and hate 
Waves breaking on a quiet shore Darkening drier sand once more I stand searching the horizon Breathing in, feeling enlivened I hold adventure beneath my arm Yearning to run where the big waves are
A what a strange world we live in. How one joke is a muse, but flipped is abuse. How the light at the end is glory from war, but is also the big gold gates to The Lord.
One step forward The soft sand cushions my foot with its tenderness and warmth Seeping between the secret crevices of my toes The sun drenched grains heat my feet Almost burning But not enough to hurt
Cast off Sea winds light. Laying along the gunwale, I drape my arms Skimming the heavy blue A warm body, irresistible, so cohesive Unstoppable motion Sacred air Face of calm, archaic organisms
Sinking down into blue deep, Strong currents make his glum surroundings so cold. The ocean hides the tears that he tries to weep.   He had tried to resurface, but the strife was so steep.
That perplexing blueKnocks the air out of youjust by lookingMakes you breathe inSalt foamsFeeling grandyet shrunken listeningto the tossing clap of the waves  Waves like mountains
Seafarers speak of a mother, yet do they mean the woman who bore them or the blessed virgin whose child granted them salvation? No, not they.  The one of whom they speak, they sing, is angry, is cruel,
Waves crashing along the shore, All I see is more and more. They keep on moving until dawn, Flowing channels move on and on. Seeing willful water pull the soft sand, Taking it away hand in hand.  
My desire to fish burns deep from inside, I can not stand to be away from the ocean. And every time I see water I get the notion, To head to the dock where from the world, I can hide.
You must love to watch me crybecause since the beginningthat’s all you have caused me,tears and breathless sobsand i sit here as these big dropsof sadness and despaircrash like waves onto my face
Anchors aweigh sir, pray, sail away. Those of Courage and Might this ship will stow. The sea calls out good sir - I must obey!   Let us leave land, rock, sand, this very bay
The waves crash against the rocks The blue waters are crested with white The setting sun sparkles against the ocean The hues of red and purple set the autumn sky The sand along the coast is golden
Far down the glistening ocean We heard the sound of a whale So loud that no one can tell, passing closeby our boat We peered down to see the shimmer of millions of bioluminescent  plankton
Little stream through the woods How sad and lonely you must be Tired too though many can’t see You fight and fight to make it through And one day when you finally do In the big ocean you will be
And I could fall asleep to your voice, The tiny rippling waves washing up on the shores of my ear drums, Crashing and retreating back to the open blue from which they came.
It's the weekend and I'm creeping with some friends. When it hits 7 o'clock my fun has to always end. I must come home before father gets home. Usually when he's home I wish that I was alone.
My soul is river stone And fire fed Dragon eyed and embered Lurking in mountain’s jeweled gold Soaring on iron wings
I come from a land of glad where no one is sad nor mad. They have lots of good toys for little girls and boys. This land of glad I say is not that far away. 'Tis like our land of cocaine and meth
He speaks words of wisdom, love, and joyfulness peace is his home and he roams with grace as his swagger looking in from his window he is ordinary to the hues of the human eye
I grab my pen and I escape, My own world begins to shape; All my struggles fade away, Vivid colors replace the gray.
The night’s young but the tide is high The black skies that petrify Lying on the shore I let the tide engulf me The ice cold embrace of the water drags me down Sinking like a stone I submit to the water’s grip
Just let me curl to your form Sleep in the same bed and Inhale, Your wonderful light as air scent. Maybe it's dark and heavy, Like the ocean waves crashing Against the shore that smother it,
I am a shell, holding the possibility of life soft to touch, but strong, and yet, still vulnerable I am an embryo, racing to grow while being shadowed by death I am a hatchling
I miss the days when the ocean licked my ankles and speckled sand bit my toes. I miss seaweed swimming through my legs and clinging to my bathing suit like a small child to her mother.
the sweet little nothings you once whispered are now imprinted in my brain. they are cave paintings on a wall written in forever ink.
Though I know you not, I’m compelled to write Of your beauty, and nature so tender Your smile radiates, And shine like moonlight.
The crash of the waves Upon the shore The smell of the salt Oft described in folklore The feel of the sand Warm and soft underfoot The cry of the seagulls They saw my fresh fruit
I stand upon the endless shore, Gazing at the great beyond, Soaking every open dream it holds, Hearing its endless song.
This feeling I cannot explain, beyond my mind I cannot tame. A thought so sweet, so soft, so docile has been tearing up my restless brain.My lips the smoothest messenger, my heart it's strongest warrior, blind among the coming wave.
A squinting fisherman whispers, come strangers, deep battles, afternoon hostility, emerging whales with white tails, chase the horizon
Waves crashing through the shore Cleansing what once lay there The promise of a new beginning over the horizon Looking over the vast continuity of the sea The light reflects off the waves like a prism of light
Oh how I wish that I could stay under the blue and beneath the waves, exploring secrets that remain unseen even by scientists in a submarine.
I watch her shimmer and dance from the shoreline While the sunset adorns her in gold she’s calling so sweetly, my Aquamarine For our friendship is many years old
The things I’ve been through Written about, which hold the Story line of my past. And I hope that the reader Can learn and laugh along with me. Feel my frustrations Realize the fullness of the path
I've fallen victim to the sea. Now I can't catch my breath, and I'm constantly reminded  of the unending wrath...
I have found you in this small room, neatly tucked away in the closet so no one can see you. Never have I seen a body tremble so rapidly. Much like the movements of a leaf when it takes off in its autumn wind.
An Endless Descent, Tumbling slowly into the deep. Gentle waves above, With Silver beams shining down. Head over heels, Sinking into the warmth. Angel down floats by, Coating the floor.
Peep, slip under the surface tension. Dip, sail under the current's one-way mirror. I found your skin buried under the old yew. I fell in love with your form, your ocean grace. Mermaid of fur. Dog of my heart's ship; my ship's heart.
The pungent smell of saltwater soaks the air The sound of swishing, crashing impatient waves Are rolling children dog-piling in playful chaos Racing toward the shore
As I went down to the pretty ocean There was a very beautiful bright sun It stood over the waves that were in motion When I danced and played I had so much fun While the sun went down we started to cook
Like the tides of time Foam clouds on emerald skies Softly kiss the sand
Among the ebb and flow of the Earth Among the flourishing promise of human life  Among whatever secrets this land may hold beneath my feet True peace lies in the sand
She steps into the water, Spirals of foam pulling at her ankles. The ocean billows out before her Like a pair of sails in the wind. A pelican rests in the water Out beyond the waves.
The sea sings a sweet song of my desire Morning sunlight kisses my warm, pale cheeks A marbled sunrise painted the color of fire On wind-swept sand sea birds preen with their beaks
Respect the beauty of what God has to offer Go gently, seeking all beauty and bounty Tread lightly, in the blue abyss, never ending All encompassing, what the sea can bless us with A day of surf, I leave it all behind
My Compass rose, in sync with yours You are the two heads, to my oars, I thank the wind, the land, the sea, That God has washed you to my shores
The waves hit the rocks, shifting and slapping the sand. The seagulls no longer singing in the band.
Whisper-red clouds in the dusky day A wheel of passion upon the sky Puzzles of earth growing nigh Whipped with wind dancing to the free And children singing in the dusky day
Splash! Splash! The waves hit the beam. Click! Click, click, click, click, click! The winch whines as the sheet is hauled in. Creak, creak! The hull groans under the stress.
People love to tell you that “You are the captain of your own soul!” What they neglect to tell you Is that they are at the helm And should you hit an iceberg It is you who must go down with the ship.
‘Tis sweet thither sun, atop th’ wavèd sea. Lone candle in darkness, from whence it hath risen.
What is a body but from dust is flesh? 'Tis purposeful to carry every soul, O'er life we sail, traverse with burdens set, [This skeleton!] This ship! The cracks are felt from deck to hull.
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