This week let’s write an ocean poem. It’s a big thing, the ocean, inspiring poets for as long as there’s been poetry. Add your drops in the comments below.
This week let’s write an ocean poem. It’s a big thing, the ocean, inspiring poets for as long as there’s been poetry. Add your drops in the comments below.
Swanquarter Ferry
The crowds weren’t as large as I expected
Waiting in the sticky summertime air
rich with salt and the smell of low tide
evidence of the dying and living of uncountable numbers of microscopic things
While I was young, I went to the mountains
With their great heights and sweeping views
A place of great power that my youthful mind could see and acknowledge
Where the flow of life was a spectacle in the circus of the seasons
Spring into Summer and Summer to Fall
Fall’s assured slide into Winter and, in due time, back again to Spring
But now I am old and while the mountains still rage on
I will go to sit at the foot of my true teacher
and listen to a drone I heard less clearly in my youth
where each wave is a day
and each tide is a season
and each daybreak an the same as the one before
as the wavelength of my life asymptotes
to a Schumann resonance of all things
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Love the line “the wavelength of my life asymptotes” Great stuff!
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I wrote a little haiku: https://bartbarkerpoet.com/2021/02/22/ocean-haiku/
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I tossed a bottle in the ocean
Note enclosed with wishes
It came back to me
Washed right back to the shore
Inspired
I opened the note
It changed
Make your dreams come true
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Very interesting take on the prompt. Thanks!
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Hi all~: https://eastelmhurstagogo.wordpress.com/2021/02/22/servant-or-mistress/
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Love those last three lines. Great work!
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Thanks~
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On point. Those last lines. Wow.
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Thanks~
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New Normal
Cars crawling on the highway again
signifying the returnimg of the normal life.
But it isn’t normal
that life is filled with rushing,
crowding and fighting for space again.
We learned the lesson from calamities.
But we ditch them like disposal plastics
and let them drown in the open oceans with indigestion.
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Excellent! Love the calamities like plastics simile.
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Thank you!
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Excellent. Will we ever learn?
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I hope we learn as much we can
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Davy Jones Locker!
I’m only here for the fish.
Pass the lemon wedge.
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I can really enjoy that kind of lifestyle
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Ha! I just had a fish sandwich for dinner.
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Oysters Rockefeller. Cheers as the glasses clink.
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The Ocean
Created of small drops of water
a salted sea that fills the world
its ebb and flow
like thoughts of the mind
rise and crash of waves
like changes of heart
constant movement
inspirer of dreams
whether seaside
or sailing across its surface.
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thanks.
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Love the ebb and flow like thoughts of the mind. Great work!
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thanks
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Makes me want to take a trip.
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