by Clifford Woodell |
Categories:
love, nature, places,
Free yourself from the pit that bogs down like marshes.
Run with me to a land of sandy dreams and starfish.
by Gregory Golden |
Categories:
imagination, inspirational, introspection,
Slumber blue starfish
Cry baby for mother's milk
How does love awaken
by Liam Mcdaid |
Categories:
corruption, deep, feelings, fish, heartbreak, holocaust, love hurts,
People are like lobsters crawling in dirt
with brain cells less advanced than a jellyfish
always digging in the sand without salt they would disappear
They could not breathe the fresh air if it were poisoned by chemicals
fresh water has a better taste unpolluted
Chocolate starfish slimy sea slugs
Silly cones, fake plastic barbies
Toxic people in toxic world
None the wiser
Modern day zombies
Yes men plugged into the machine
Greedy 1 % sharks living off the tuna only scraps to the bottom feeding mouth breathers poor bastards
Fed only bull they kindly ask
"Please sir may I have some more?"
A Liam MacDaibheid and Antonio Acosta
Collaboration
by Jeremy Street |
Categories:
art, baby, cancer, love,
Side stepping love's starfish sun bathing about, time's shores....
While amoeboid parasites these sponges in resilient, take up residence
Atop her capital hill; residuum's resonant evil kismet's, true, liverwort lobbyist
Waterspout gargoyles autism's algae tortuous angleworms this, immoral's realities ?
Shuttered truths antipodes their view; his shad's tenement tete-a-tete's, voodoo virtuosity.
by Manon Boudreau Star Child Nebula |
Categories:
blessing, father daughter, fathers day, funny, god, inspirational love, mentor,
Who was granted his wish
A Happy Father's Day
I honor you and pray
Time to notice all you have done
To makes us as one
Life has been enjoyed
Filled my heart with so much joy
We still got silly you and me
Built such precious memories
Clearly sent from above
Has always been our love
Love you Daddy
You are my harvest tree that is kept within me
Watch as I have grown
Through every lesson you have shown
Proud to call you Dad
For you are the best I could of had
by Tania Kitchin |
Categories:
appreciation, fantasy, sea,
I love to go to the tranquil sea
a special place with treasures for me
I walk the beach, feet touching the sand
feeling the waves tickle as I stand
I spot a beautiful blue starfish
A sign of luck, I should make a wish
I want to grab it, but leave it be
Let it bring joy for others to see
As I walk away, I see it smile
I know saving its life was worthwhile
I look back, see it wink and now gone
I hope it has safely left, moved on
I realize the lesson today
To admire nature and walk away
Time to head back from the tranquil sea
Elated by what it gave to me
4/27/2020
Contest: Couplet - any theme, any length
Sponsor: Dear Heart
by Chicano Eddie |
Categories:
i love you, longing, lost love, love, miss you, romantic love, soulmate,
"A STARFISH ON DRY LAND"
she’s filled in the empty
space of my bed.
she’s just given me all of
her pain as she rests her
head on my chest.
she’s here.
her hair is curled and full
of the love she thought was
gone.
in a few minutes, I’ll kiss
her goodnight and we’ll be
one again.
typewriters last and the
owls fly tonight.
I hear the silence of our
youth weeping in the chains
that have been broken.
what took you two so long?
our lips touch.
our hands meet.
our eyes close.
goodnight, my dear,
goodnight.
By: Chicano Eddie
by Jeremy Street |
Categories:
baptism, love,
Making they twice damnation's child than themselves ? When....
An evil entity leaves their abode left wondering amid the wilderness
Determing time's cost while weighing out another thirty sheckles be irony
What's the story morning glory need a little spot to wake up: naked atop her shores
Derriere due north his alabaster box's great divide; sand pebble eyes parched lips choking
Upon her starfish holding tight a golden statuette and how their west was won ? Champagne tulips
Running through fields of mars trekking about another seaside resort sparkling sails banners wavering
Blue red carpet rides gathering seven tides washing away flowers which never were in her hair: gray ghost.
by Tony Bush |
Categories:
happiness, life, love, nostalgia, time, universe,
The majesty of starfish floated lithe,
her bedded eyes of sapphire and seaspray,
glanced a universe of promises,
mystery in all the subtle interplay.
All the subtle interplay beckoned,
teased of changing wishes and hooks,
inserted the tingle in the flesh,
her need in all the strata of her looks.
All the strata of her looks bedazzled
a sunbeam on the emerald bay,
bounced off the surface waves,
commensurate in all it's ricochet.
In all it's ricochet her echoed view
mesmeric as a child about to fall,
infatuates the sealing fate of love,
the eye perceived that she become my all.
by Robb A. Kopp |
Categories:
nostalgia, seasea, life, love, sea,
I love to walk with the waves lapping my toes
cool wet sand beneath my feet
walking this way is long, but not tiring
Along my walk I find many treasures
cool wet sand beneath my feet
enjoying the sea life on my trek
Along my walk I find many treasures
sometimes I get to see a starfish
enjoying the sea life on my trek
walking this way is long, but not tiring
splashing sand and sea feels neat
I love to walk with the waves lapping my toes
by Sotirios Skoufis |
Categories:
freedom, love,
I'm a sailor
in my bathtub
With my periscope
On my head there's a paper boat
Looking like an envelope
You're my lighthouse
My love whale
Love made from 2 cancers
Life's beautiful
There's no disasters
A dog on a dog
And a big boat
Our love
It does float
There's a starfish
Our love
It won't perish
It will last
As our love
It is vast
It is huge
It's enormous
Prodigious
Stupendous
Gigantic
Mammoth
Monumental
King size
Our love
It is wise
There's a bird
And three fishes
And two trees
And two changing rooms
Two and three
Our love
It is free
by Sotto Poet |
Categories:
analogy, appreciation,
My shadowy quondam
radiated a crimson hue
was alive and moving
now it is a ghost
emotionless
colorless and lethargic
a heart rimmed with marigolds
the sharp color of bloody mulberry
weeps like a crowned raven,
on sealed lips, scarlet wine dews
succulent but stifling
smell of chains is addictive
I am enslaved
guilty of a deadly love
star-stained soul
to succumb to luscious vindictiveness.
the heart sleeps in flinty rain
Lime-scented leaves drip
starfish-shaped leaf drops.
Written: January 27, 2023
You Decide Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Brian Strand
by Bobby May |
Categories:
romance,
Once upon a midnight, night
With stars twinkling in the sky
The moon appeared up above
And all saw this kiss of love
The oceans waves moved the sands
hitting the rocks while clasping hands
Starfish wished to see this kiss
While the fish were swimming in bliss
Lighthouses spinning around
A guiding light of this love abound
With castles built and frisbees thrown
This ocean of love a clear moonstone
When one wished upon a star
The sky and oceans obliged them
Ever lasting never to be forgotten
The oceans and sky's
Romance and love
by Johnette Loefgren |
Categories:
adventure, love, sea,
After the windstorm
after the wave
I wander the beach head
for something to save
something of value
left on the shore
something that Neptune
can't use anymore
There you were standing
alone on the sand
fragments of starfish
holding your hand
You turned with the wind
and the sea in your smile
the laughter of gulls
flew around you beguiled
your hair swirled around me
and tangled in mine
you said to yourself
what a wonderful find
so we both collected
each other today
washed up on the wave
of emotion at play.
by Caren Krutsinger |
Categories:
10th grade, 11th grade, 6th grade, 7th grade, 8th grade, 9th grade,
The bass and perch are both spinny-finned.
Whereas sand dollars are spiny-skinned.
Sea urchins and starfish are spiny-skinned too.
I love my world book which is totally brand new!
by Kai Michael Neumann |
Categories:
love,
Sea shells nestle a virgin shoreline
Caress dreams in luminous strands
Cuddle starfish and foamy desire
Of togetherness in silent breeze
Footprints take on illustrious shape
Stepping stones on two journeys
Wedded in tomorrow's drift sands
Waiving and weaving the path
A flock of seagulls mock gravity
Rise from the ocean and laugh at
Heavy sorrows and grave storms
One step at a time earthlings move
Draw hearts into muddy waters
Scribe promises and adventures
Watch the light house keeper
Guide a fire into the rising moon
28th December 2019
by M. L. Kiser |
Categories:
appreciation, earth, environment, nature, ocean, poetry, sea,
I love collecting shells at the ocean; below the pier, I find the tiny ones, sharks teeth and teensy starfish, from which I enjoy making jewelry. They wash up in the waves and lay there; piling up over time. I don’t have to dig very deep, to find them; they’re small enough not to sink down in drenched sand. Ocean offers many surprises, such as these.
ocean gives up her gifts
her offspring-
captivating jewelry.
by Sabrina Millicent |
Categories:
anger, anxiety, betrayal, conflict, emotions, evil, hurt,
Plunged in the bleak jet sea
waves swirl indigo pain,
haunted by sharks' treason;
lost soul in nightmare phase
chilled by icy season.
Plunged in the bleak jet sea
algae reality,
starfish harmony dims;
searching for fairytales
conceivably red sins.
Plunged in the bleak jet sea
ebony surf seeps eyes,
mind shaded by grim lies
polluted with regrets
pleading to self-love rise.
Plunged in the bleak jet sea
desiring birds' light joy,
weeping automatic;
flying high is my goal
love is problematic.
by Bobby May |
Categories:
moving on,
I hear your soft voice on this moonlit night
As I you look into you sparkling eyes
Then looking upon the starry sky’s in wonder
A love we have shared through this lifetime
Memories captured by the moon
Ocean waters displaying a free show
Sand on once we lay upon, tickling our thoughts
Starfish crawling upon a rock as you wish on a star
Nights never forgotten being alone with, my love
Capturing our youth together hoping and dreaming
To live forever pictures placed on paper with
Large books to look through
Now turning the pages thinking of you
Sitting alone listening to this message
That you had left on the phone
Over and over again missing the days of
When
by David Crandall |
Categories:
love, moon, ocean, stars,
The moon glides way up in the sky.
Every night, he goes sailing by,
Before he dives into the ocean.
Slowly, he gets a little fatter,
Growing from a sickle to a platter,
So dependable his motion.
For dinner, on stars he likes to munch,
But he will eat starfish for lunch
When he gets the notion.
You can always see him after dark,
Gently following a graceful arc -
Such is his devotion.
His chief job in the starry dome above
Is to make lovers fall in love,
Inspiring deep emotion.