Poems used in works here, Sea Sounds & Dream of Ocean Deep
- by Peter Wood.
swishing, surrounding, soft soothing sea. Sombre cerulean scenes.
Sad seals seeking succulent squirming soles. Shoals swiftly stealing,
startled shadows sucking, smacking . Starfish slowly soothe silver
sands. Shad swimming stealthily strike sprats, spreading shimmering
shining shards. Sunlight shafts speckle, simulating space, surrounding
soul's sorry state. Stately surf surges strongly, swiftly sieves
small stones.Succinct slabs, sober, sombre, sgraffito surfaces.
Snails slime, slowly slip. Salmon swiftly surface, smashing spangled,
sunlit silence. Silly seagulls screech, sliding, slipping, sheer
snowy stalwarts. Silken cellophane sounds. Shackled seaweeds sway,
saw, shake.Scabby shellfish steadily search, scale stark slanting
seams. Swordfish scythe, searching swarming smelt.Stingray, shabby,
sacklike, seek shade, skulking, slushy slackwater swamp. Sliding
sides, Skate slyly scour, slap, skid, skew, sybaritic snares.
Stygian shapes scan sylvan space, sovereignty, slaves sorrow.
Seafarer, suspicious, searching, spies situation slowly sculling
skiff. Smugglers skeletal sheet, symbol stating sacrificial sabotage.
Shy shrimps scamper, sylphen seahorse sleeps, swollen sturgeon
snaps swift squid. Synthetic string slowly, strongly snags, snakes
sinews, sickly shake, Shark's supper.
Dream of Ocean
Sun warmed hollow
in the dunes,sea sounds soft melancholy tunes. Lying here alone
and free,golden sleep drifts over me. Within its' comfort gentle
dreams,soft sand between my toes. My spirits taken by the hand,with
you I walk and stand. At waters edge a moments pause,my trust
in you a greater cause. Cool surf that feels as soft as air,through
murk to crystal waters clear. With him transformed, as one, we
are, no earthly body do we need. United, sharing past and present,
completely freed,Soul and creator, living and ephemeral past,
all is one. Mermaids, seamen lost in raging storms,children laugh
and hug them in their arms. We see fish they can't see us, senses
only feeling fun. Swirling, twisting silvery shoal,playing like
a new spring foal. To dark cold depths we are painfully drawn,twilight
desert, death and scorn. Bitter taste of others waste,death takes
breath from life around. Where once seas meadows music sound,now
unnatural ugly scars abound. Away from human sight and out of
mind,deformed and suffering nature warns our fate. Will we heed
or is it now too late. The eye stops still, a single coral flower
bright,life survives its fragile hold, purity, life and light.
Dream of Ocean Deep