The language of the sea

The short lapping waves come in then recede
incessant and gentle and free
They speak to me softly in whispering tone
what it is to be part of the sea

And I understand fully as this language I speak
having learnt it when just a lad
Its rhythm speaks wisdom of treasure to keep
which over the years I have had

All them waves

Constant coming
all them waves
turning on a whim
Sometimes I will
shed a tear
and sometimes
I will grin

Constant coming
all them waves
many friends are here
Sometimes I will
simply watch
and sometimes
I will cheer

Atmospheric 2

2 of 3 in a Jemverse mini-series

The seventh wave was building
I watched it gather height
Like a monster lurking out there
with teeth and awesome might

The breakers just before it
when they broke upon the shore
slipped quickly back into the mire
before coming back once more

Rising tide

Watching water
slowly fill
Waves get bigger
bigger still
Beach gets smaller
Sea get wide
Standing here
with rising tide

Searching for Muse lost

First published on my blog http://www.fleetingmuse.wordpress.com on Dec 10, 2018.

Was it that long ago, by

The south seas

Warm waves crashing,

Bursting bubbles caressing

Waves

weary waters, wretched wait
worn waveless, wrinkle worship
waters without winces, whales
wry, wistful, wind wicked

Two Feet

these waves
they give
robes of shine

these waves
they bring
knights in sand

HAIKU: WAVES KISS THE SHORELINE

By Charles Robert Lindholm

Waves Kiss The Shoreline

Alleviations

Alleviate me, with a foghorn. Swept up compilations hound
and dog me desperately, so maybe extend a forlorn sound.

THE SEA WHISPERS TO ME

By Charles Robert Lindholm 

I hear her
from the cliffs
whispering
on the wind
as the waves
wash ashore
crashing against
the rocks below 

HAIKU: MY LULLABY

By Charles Robert Lindholm 

Waves Washing Ashore

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A continuous moaning crash
Watching herds of white horses

Change

The ocean’s waves come quietly ashore,
Then disappear as quickly as they came.
No matter what the sand was like before,
When water leaves, it’s never quite the same.

Down to the sea

Finished my work
wandered down to the sea
the freshening breeze
appealing to me
Watched the waves crash
there on the beach
above the tideline
and just out of reach

The voice of the ocean

Once again as it has
throughout all these years
the voice of the ocean
came to dry all my tears

The Angry Sea – sedoka

In this brittle chill
the sea is often angry
as it tosses waves at me

But I am wary
keeping my distance I stand
in awe above the tideline

Waves & Laughter – haiku

The bigger the waves
the louder my shout becomes
Laughing on the shore

Peace and the sea

Peace takes many different forms
but down here it is the sea
On the beach at any time
but today when it’s just me

Atlantic Surge

Outside our porthole
down on deck one
the waves surge against us
and it’s brilliant fun
Because sometimes the sky
we can see as we oughta
whilst the very next moment
we’re all underwater!

Thousand

The Moon I lit
         on my eyes
Gave a thousand candles
         on my palms

The Sun I set
         in my heart
Gave a thousand rays
         in my mind

Waves

Waves, they rolled
       on yesterday’s sand
Waves, they filled
       footprints of the heart

Waves, they gave
       a page to dream on
Waves, they took
       words of yesterday

Simplicity

A walk on the beach
with time to unwind
is good for the soul
and good for the mind
The air here is clear
and the smell of the sea
is always a solace
and a comfort to me

As above, so below

As above, so here below
blue sky and deep blue sea
The gently turning silent waves
creep up to welcome me

Splashing

Tidal waters splashing
at the waters’ edge
on the old breakwater
such a privilege

Satisfied grin

 

Sparkling like diamonds
those beads of the sea
shine in the sunshine
and fascinate me
Sitting here on the shingle
as the tide washes in
I am caught in the moment
with a satisfied grin

Unfelt

On your ocean
My thoughts twist and tumble

When I measure your waves, by this fist
You grimace, for not feeling your breeze

Salty Paradox

How can something as loud and violent

As powerful pounding waves

Crashing on jagged rocks

Make me feel so calm and peaceful?

The sea from safe distance

The mischievous sea
with the high winds last night
is tossing and turning
and a fabulous sight

I’d not want to be out there
in the chop and the churn
But I’ll stand on the shore
for some lessons to learn