Quotes about oceanic, page 2
Oceanic Humour
Oceanic Humour?
Does a sardine play
Hide and seek with another fish
And laugh about it?
Does a lobster joust
With a big Alaska crab
Just for amusement?
Wit on the sea’s floor
Giggling eels on Dogger bank
Slippery gayety?
Can a tiger shark
Tell another shark a story
That has a fun bite?
Are ocean’s beings
As stern as the old Talibans
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poem by Oskar Hansen
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Bright Sky, On A Tower
Skies so bright and wondrous,
The enemy is within, without;
The tower-view has the highest-peak around,
I played all-day with my eyes, seeing is corrupt.
The bridges walk with wonder,
Above oceanic properties;
A road travels flawless, inside one.
Skies so clear, I gaze into distances
That reside, as some of us learn too clearly.
Under the morning sun a frown
Has come upon my features of coldness,
Hotness is special and far greater.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Blind Horses
A blind horse stood among the trees of fortune,
And hearts leapt for the hearts to live among the apes;
When we strolled according to ways known to man,
The animals of water that once could take no liquid
Drank their fill from the oceanic masses as if they were real.
Water was inside and land fats began,
When the wooden animals soothed us in the sun.
Going on ahead, the trees of fortune understood
The relief, so they were no longer afflicted.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Turning Gray
You wanted to understand
the tenor of wet, heavy lids ―
that had emigrated from
deep oceanic eyes.
You believed―it will go on
for ever. Roused in peace.
I will listen to the voice of river
lapping at the shores of pain.
Cocoon was lying still, will
not open to us. I was ready
to receive the death at door.
But it was a stripteaser.
The lovers will meet in the
wilderness, ride the lioness
and black berries will go to
moon for the payment of wages.
poem by Satish Verma
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Blind Swings
gradients
vivid, humbling
I was collecting a bit of myself
reading anatomy
of animality
spawning the hidden eggs
flecks of echos scarring:
reconnecting to starry night
I could not hold my enrged otherself
and the homely smell of gunshots
orchestrated to send a message of
mayhem – for optic illusion
the reptiles have broken
the law for an oceanic boat
collecting the golden fish
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poem by Satish Verma
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White Lonely bird
White lonely bird
Spleeps and sleeps in the sun light
All alone as sun rises, grows and die
Dancing, breaking, so arrest and delight
Perched, fly and, sing a song dice
Pretender of the real love world
The lonely bird so coated in cutes,
In the Kwasakwasa cowardice
Kwe-kwe-kwe
The missing gift of tight
Rocking on earth now and then
By the oceanic sand bite classic
One side is a lake of fire
Bracing and blazing the bird
Roasting the inner world of love
Yet desperately needs embroideries bud
And the only singer by ther beach
poem by Paul Mwenelupembe
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Cappuccino In Portofino
Houses painted in bilirubin sunglow,
Escarpment trails lead from St Georgio,
Jutting rocks cause oceanic spray,
Jaw dropping visuals on display,
Cobbled streets dipped in florid faces,
Buildings reflecting florentino traces,
Stood proud for the emperors of the Byzantine,
Forts and faro still shine for a Romanesque dream,
But for me, forcita food and laughter,
Echoes in my mind forever after,
As comments and jokes so droll,
Are marinated and drenched in Italian soul,
For merriment over a cappuccino,
Leaves my heart firmly in Portofino.
poem by Dale Mullock
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Celebration
Brilliant, this day – a young virtuoso of a day.
Morning shadow cut by sharpest scissors,
deft hands. And every prodigy of green –
whether it's ferns or lichens or needles
or impatient points of buds on spindly bushes –
greener than ever before. And the way the conifers
hold new cones to the light for the blessing,
a festive right, and sing the oceanic chant the wind
transcribes for them!
A day that shines in the cold
like a first-prize brass band swinging along
the street
of a coal-dusty village, wholly at odds
with the claims of reasonable gloom.
poem by Denise Levertov
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Thought
Thought
You would be hanging
On the tree
For me to see you :)
Thought
You would be floating
In the sky
For me to see you
Thought
You would be swimming
In the sea
For me to see you
Thought
You would be climbing
Up the wall
For me to see you :)
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poem by Aparna Chatterjee
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~ Poetry Is Not Chase Game ~
~ POETRY IS NOT CHASE GAME ~
Ms. Nivedita. UK
Puny Pawn
Blink and frown.
Kinetic Knight moves angular
Words appear hazy blur.
Rock Rook has linear move
Words trove groove.
Bishop airs sermon diagonal
Words fly away tangential.
Doped consonant King
Ploddingly one move can bring.
My words are not Queen
With myriad bow and swing.
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poem by Ms. Nivedita Bagchi Spc. Uk.
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