by Gary Smith |
Here I sit on the ocean bed
Just sifting mud and ooze,
But If it was up to me
It's not the life I'd choose.
It's dark down here, there's creepy things
All looking for a feast
So I live on tenterhooks,
Hiding from the beasts.
To be higher up the food chain
Is where I'd love to be,
But to be a shark, or a huge blue whale
Was not my destiny.
So my life is what it is,
I am just what I am.
But it's no fun at the bottom,
It's no fun being a clam.
Personification poem of a pet, wild animal or insect Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Tania Kitchin
2/9/18. Placed 6th.
by Carolyn Devonshire |
In oceans deep, the white whale sings
He seeks a mate to ease his pain
His song, it plays on our heart strings
As Moby Dick searches in vain
Such loneliness no whale can feign
For he’s the last of “great white” kings
Angry, no love can he attain
Casting hapless ships ‘neath waves’ rings
January 21, 2020
For Charlie Messina’s “Oh-No A Twisted Char-Lay Poetry Contest”
by Emile Pinet |
10th grade, 12th grade, angst, anxiety, feelings, imagery, metaphor,
I'm out of my element, a beached whale
that can't breathe, drowning in a world of air.
A tattered palm-frond caught up in love's gale
surfing upon cascading waves of hope,
I defy the odds of chance and elope.
A lonely calf, I swim to what's out there,
but my impulsive plan is doomed to fail.
A tide of lies drains this waterless place
where love flounders in barren solitude.
A mountain of rot reeking in disgrace
discarded by a putrid ocean of fear,
with a broken heart and a sand-filled tear.
Bobbing in lukewarm pools of platitude,
iceberg-dreams dissolve, leaving little trace.
Aug. 9, 2018
by Joe DiMino |
christian, humanity, inspirational, love, political, truth, wisdom,
Jonah refused to speak out
against evil...so, he was
swallowed by a whale;
inside the big tummy, for
not speaking Judgment
he thought again of scripture
while growing quite pale:
not judging with the sense
God gives one, is to hence
repeat and fail – we are
all donkeys – pinning truth,
as our hearts perceive it, always
not perfect, but perhaps, for now
a necessary tail/tale....
by KAYOD5 Kayode |
Solitude?Come not to us our is not a ghost city.
Fun seeker? Come not alone our canopy is big .
Our fresh oceanic cuisine is surplus and honeymixed.
Fear not when baby whales are washed to the semolina beach
Or when little children are basking on zebra and horses' manes
But jump on a tusker and have a whale of the tamer of forest.
The angels shall alight with the rising of the sun
With awesome fry-pan or leaf-cutter backyards,
Perch on love like butterfly and enjoy our moonlight rock and roll.
by Teddy Kimathi |
anxiety, emotions, imagery, ocean, sad love, voyage,
After waving his hand
to his beloved, a sailor gets into
the ship and prepares for
sailing across the deep, blue waters
Little does he know a flood
of tears are stinging the eyes
of his lover, wondering whether
he will still remain her husband,
or will become the ocean’s husband,
after drowning to her belly
Storms roaring with rage
every now and then,
she doesn’t see any wage
as a reason for her lover
to go and hunt a rogue whale
that capsizes ships
“Goodbye”, she faintly whispers,
as the ship sets for sail
with her other piece of joy.....
by Raul Moreno |
Ballads of the whale,
Romantic songs of the deep:
Soft bellows of love.
by steve meadows |
Love is an emotion
The ship set sail
Into the ocean
Love is a feeling
Mixed into a platter
Bright cake batter
Love is an escape
From anger that we hate
Nicely tamed prime apes
Batter at home plate
Love is an emotion
Sailing in the ocean
The ocean of feelings
Mental health healing
by Tabitha Mathis |
absence, death, first love, friendship, how i feel, i miss you, romance,
Where Are You
I've looked through the waters,
Watched the sun as it goes down,
Sat on the rock for days,
Nothing but beautiful sounds,
The ocean calm as it can be,
Not a dolphin in site,
A whale nor a shark,
Just a beautiful sun light,
I miss you so much,
What shall I do?
I'm in my feelings now,
Where are you?
By: Author Tabitha R Mathis
by jan oskar hansen |
fear, film, first love, food,
To see or not to see
To know what you know
Needs no deep reflection as it is evident
That you stopped thinking
Being so sure, unresponsive sure
That when it hits you
What you knew was wrong
That new thinking is needed
If you are lazy just ride if and insist
You were right
And in hundred yours whatever it was
A whale of a time
Swimming in arctic water
Oh man that is deep
by Liza Salmon |
Why does the sun die?
All captains view lively, rainy waves.
Endure quietly like a cold wind.
Why does the whale wave?
Endure swiftly like a misty breeze.
Why does the girl travel?
Shores endure like clear shores.
Golly gosh, loves!
Old, big ships roughly desire an old, rough shark.
Clear, old clouds swiftly command an old, small mast.
Courage, desolation, and faith.
The sail endures like a small mainland.
All gulls love misty, cold winds.
The captain sails like a stormy pirate.
The mainland rises like a clear seashell.
by SERENA ALI |
A woman as part of your soul,
A woman to make you whale,
A woman to love each day,
A woman in every way,
This is the way to be,
Then you are the one for me .
by connie pachecho |
absence, break up, lost love,
We ball then bawl
We rode the lone road
as dears that dare
each goading each's gold
up devil's stairs we stare
out to red herring's sea we see
waves of rungs that wrung
like killer bees we be
tung twigs slipping his tongue
he's a heel that's never healed
spouts the whale and her wail
but as bees spill more spiel
she becoming pale kicking his pail
she took pain from his window pane
tears dropping the glass tiers
till she reigned his clouds of rain
no longer his deer poke or dear
misery's won and they're back to one
what's don is now done?
by Jeb Bush |
animal, appreciation, cancer, death of a friend, emo, freedom, true love,
Whales live in the ocean
So it's pretty rare to find
A whale beached in Iowa
But it doesn’t mind
It swims in the Cedar
Takes care of the cattle
Eventually, it’ll return home
Back to the plains
Iowa is all he’s ever known
The land of Ames
In Memory Of William Marshall Ferguson
by Once Shore |
Can you hear the echoes of the ocean -
The screams of the cooking pipi shells,
The sadness of 52 hertz whale,
The craziness of the king tides,
The eternal love of the cute little crabs?
A little piece of seaweed wants to scream
And tell the world it is happy.
It wants to push
And pull the tides of life;
Let itself melt into a luscious green.
It wants to fight,
Fly and swim- detaching from the sandy soils,
Letting the ocean currents lead it to paradise.
It wants to dominate,
Feel how it must be like to be a precious pearl,
Living in its exclusive, own shell
And warm itself in the ultimate happiness that is slumber.
by Sotirios Skoufis |
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
There's no disasters
A dog on a dog
And a big boat
It does float
There's a starfish
It won't perish
It will last
As our love
It is vast
It is huge
It is wise
There's a bird
And three fishes
And two trees
And two changing rooms
Two and three
It is free
by Kellie Thomas |
absence, feelings, grief, loss, morning,
Confusion engulfs my mind and my eyes whale
with tears and I cry.
I cry for the love that I've lost
I cry for the child that was lost
I cry for the memories are a daze
I cry because at times I feel I'm going
A batter body that carries my thoughts
In pain I move to and fro
More pain than my mind can stand
I cry at the lose of a man
I cry at the lose of a mother never had
I cry at the bleak and dark past
I cry and howler for pain has engulf me
Taken over this raggedy body
I cry out in misery
Somebody, please, please someone help me.
by Jeremy Cornelius |
father, husband, life, love, mother, wedding, wife,
Whale-bone satchel hidden underneath
The husband comes in to take the sheath
From his wife,
To pull away the knife.
Support this cradled strap
Call the cartographer for a map
To chart the followed Path,
Taken before by Plath.
Hold the chest
For this test
Holds still a toy
For a boy
For a girl.
by James Edward Lee Sr. |
analogy, nature, sea,
Lovely are your waves
Desire rise endured;
Misty yet clear calm;
Cold, clear suns roughly desire a warm, dead wave;
Winds wave like clear mainlands;
The sunny lad swiftly views the whale;
~Love is a big sea~
written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2019©
by Milton Brown |
life, lost love, love, me, love, me,
To think I vested my time
To think I could have you as mine
Put my self out there
Vulnerable, and you not care
Deny me the happiness
Refuse my tender love & caress
Then move on like theirs no tomorrow
Leave me behind to whale in my own sorrow
This just can't be what love is about
So, forget love, this time I BOW OUT!
Always put my best foot forward
Step by step, and on one accord
To not receive the best from you
To not have you follow through
Embarrass me, and make me think twice
Put up a guard when someone is being nice
Not give myself a chance
Because all I can think about is you in rememberance
So I'll strive to not let it affect me
I bow out, simply....
by Tony Bush |
love, nostalgia, sad, time, blue,
The whale song resounds in each shedding tear,
The surface lies stoic and hushed,
Each aqualung fathom compressed every year
Blue velvet and casually crushed.
The parting of souls torn a sorrowful drag
Of fragments of driftwood and sand,
And every cat tied in every black bag,
Drowns out of sight of land.
When sapphire ashes sweep far out of sight
Like memories failing to hold,
The bells make for chiming the onset of night,
Hollowly ringing and cold.
The trembling fingers painstakingly laced
Trickled tears that run through their thread,
We cry the blue ocean, alone and displaced
When all that remains is unsaid.
by Jagdish Bajantri |
art, lust, ocean,
In a field lion, doesn't learn
silence of storm,hunger of steps
In a sea whale doesn't know
silence of tides, thirst of water
In a dark Beast doesn't speak
Silence of Night, pattern of Dark
In writing I have lust of an Ant
With love all
by Chaim Wilson |
appreciation, character, family, giving, life, little sister, love,
Nori's Story Fills Will's Bill
Sidney Says, "Touch Your Kidney"
Will Says, "Mine Almost Did Me"
Nori ,"I'll Share! I've One Spare, Rid Me"
Such Daring! Behold Bold Caring,
Hearing This Story, You Can't Help "Staring",
A Whale of a Tale, Not Merely a Herring!
We All Sing Loud "Altruism Laud!",
Our Complacent Proud Is Now Humbly Sawed,
Once Jaded by Man, Here Fore Awed!
By My Word, From Now I Resolve "No Rest!"
Make The Good Better, Then The Better Best,
Now Hear This: May Nori & Will Be Blessed!
by Marissa Faries |
Holy grail so frail.
Seaside pail, water so pale.
Isolated trail, forested veil.
Wind wails, ever moving gales.
Crossing rails, breathe and inhale.
Below, a snail and its tail.
Holy grail so stale.
Seaside pail, nearby, a whale.
Faraway sail, call to no avail.
Homeless male, sorrowful tale.
Worried female, no mail.
Losing of bail, soon no longer prevail.
Holy grail so frail.
Precious water so pale.
Solitary trail, tragic tale.
by Kurt Philip Behm |
Folding in to convention
Sealed in creases of acceptance
Maligned and misled
By the false promises
Of a stolen heart
We chase the white whale
Into waters of denial…
“Fury—the rallying cry
of our vengeful spirit
Hate—the jilted lover
of our fated selves”
(Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2016)