"sanibel" poems - Hello Poetry

Reflections of palm trees and ocean waves In the luster of my spiraling brown green and gold irises Walking along the shore line I am one with the ocean, One with the sand, One with the waves, One with the nature and beauty surrounding me I am the ocean, The sunshine, The sand and the waves, I am Sanibel I am the beach, A plethora of sand and shells Reaching down for the ocean's soothing caress, As waves rise up and Kiss me in perfect intervals The ocean inside of me, Salty tears that reside in the Secret canals of my eyelids There are newborn freckles On my young cheeks and poking nose My face resembles the warm and soft sand Quietly laying in the company of the Friendly and inviting sea My skin, sun kissed, Radiates with warmth and love, Possessing a beautiful golden flare That emits all of the sun's most desired idiosyncrasies The ocean is forever But never the same as the day before Forever changing, always moving I am the ocean and the ocean is me

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Mar 9, 2013

Mar 9, 2013 at 2:08 PM UTC

evynne-doue-1

Paradise

Reflections of palm trees and ocean waves In the luster of my spiraling brown green and gold irises Walking along the shore line I am one with the ocean, One with the sand, One with the waves, One with the nature and beauty surrounding me I am the ocean, The sunshine, The sand and the waves, I am Sanibel I am the beach, A plethora of sand and shells Reaching down for the ocean's soothing caress, As waves rise up and Kiss me in perfect intervals The ocean inside of me, Salty tears that reside in the Secret canals of my eyelids There are newborn freckles On my young cheeks and poking nose My face resembles the warm and soft sand Quietly laying in the company of the Friendly and inviting sea My skin, sun kissed, Radiates with warmth and love, Possessing a beautiful golden flare That emits all of the sun's most desired idiosyncrasies The ocean is forever But never the same as the day before Forever changing, always moving I am the ocean and the ocean is me

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You’d be mistaken if you said the stones didn’t feel hotter than the sand beneath your feet. Casting circles along the ground, light shimmers between the trees. Flowers reach up to it, along the way shedding petals. I walk on, gathering about me my dress. I’ve found recently that I’m happiest in a dress. Reminiscing memories of prom, I imagine a floor of stones instead of tile and a corsage of intricate petals And a sea of feet, Swaying to a slow song, like flowers sway into the light in Sanibel. Imagine our venue as Sanibel where light brightens every picture and blesses every dress; where the appearance of flowers isn’t just a corsage or pretty weeds poking through stones; where sand adornes feet and wind means a breeze of perfumed petals. Twirling down from the trees, petals blink with color in the light and stick to ocean-water bathed feet shaded by my dress. Days are spent winding along stones of Sanibel’s flowing garden of flowers And it becomes captivating. I find elegance in flowers like prom attendees. They bat their eyes like petals alight softly on stones. I see so much light, I would twirl and twirl and twirl in my dress, spinning on feet And if my feet never touch the ground, at least they’ve danced to lush flowers and at least my dress has spilled out around me, meeting petals soaking light, cloaking stones. In Sanibel, I dress for bare feet. I let myself not be heavy as a stone, I let myself flower. And I collect petals, to remind me things wither without light.

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Nov 23, 2014

Nov 23, 2014 at 7:39 PM UTC

marissa-adele

Sanibel (full sestina)

You’d be mistaken if you said the stones didn’t feel hotter than the sand beneath your feet. Casting circles along the ground, light shimmers between the trees. Flowers reach up to it, along the way shedding petals. I walk on, gathering about me my dress. I’ve found recently that I’m happiest in a dress. Reminiscing memories of prom, I imagine a floor of stones instead of tile and a corsage of intricate petals And a sea of feet, Swaying to a slow song, like flowers sway into the light in Sanibel. Imagine our venue as Sanibel where light brightens every picture and blesses every dress; where the appearance of flowers isn’t just a corsage or pretty weeds poking through stones; where sand adornes feet and wind means a breeze of perfumed petals. Twirling down from the trees, petals blink with color in the light and stick to ocean-water bathed feet shaded by my dress. Days are spent winding along stones of Sanibel’s flowing garden of flowers And it becomes captivating. I find elegance in flowers like prom attendees. They bat their eyes like petals alight softly on stones. I see so much light, I would twirl and twirl and twirl in my dress, spinning on feet And if my feet never touch the ground, at least they’ve danced to lush flowers and at least my dress has spilled out around me, meeting petals soaking light, cloaking stones. In Sanibel, I dress for bare feet. I let myself not be heavy as a stone, I let myself flower. And I collect petals, to remind me things wither without light.

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Weighs like a tear drop sliding down pale white, a dappled stone I found on Sanibel Island, sunk down, deep in my pocket. Perhaps weighs like time: heavy with silence soaked in emotion, like colored dye bleeding into white linens. Yes, a word weighs like time, and time weighs like stones, I strain to hold in my palms the encumbering moment, after you utter, "Look, Liz, I have to be Honest." And you caste the word like a rock into the lake and watch it fall deep, deep, deep weighed down. A stone that remains sunk still in my pocket.

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Jan 12, 2014

Jan 12, 2014 at 1:02 PM UTC

e

A Word

Weighs like a tear drop sliding down pale white, a dappled stone I found on Sanibel Island, sunk down, deep in my pocket. Perhaps weighs like time: heavy with silence soaked in emotion, like colored dye bleeding into white linens. Yes, a word weighs like time, and time weighs like stones, I strain to hold in my palms the encumbering moment, after you utter, "Look, Liz, I have to be Honest." And you caste the word like a rock into the lake and watch it fall deep, deep, deep weighed down. A stone that remains sunk still in my pocket.

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You’d be mistaken if you said the stones didn’t feel hotter than the sand beneath your feet. Casting circles along the ground, light shimmers between the trees. Flowers reach up to it, along the way shedding petals. I walk on, gathering about me my dress.

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Nov 23, 2014

Nov 23, 2014 at 7:37 PM UTC

marissa-adele

Sanibel

You’d be mistaken if you said the stones didn’t feel hotter than the sand beneath your feet. Casting circles along the ground, light shimmers between the trees. Flowers reach up to it, along the way shedding petals. I walk on, gathering about me my dress.

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Sand dollars strewn crazily on the clear water bottom a starfish slowly moves by beach is covered with shells Sting ray slithers by and buries underneath the sand a jelly floats away tentacles reaching out behind Mud minnows and sand fleas ride the mini waves up at the beach swimming from kids with nets A bottle nose dolphin cruises just off the shore occasionally blowing a geyser of water in the air Brown pelicans and kites skim the water and the wind wingtips dipping in the wave waiting for a meal to appear

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Oct 12, 2016

Oct 12, 2016 at 11:18 AM UTC

jed-johnson

Sanibel Island, Florida

Sand dollars strewn crazily on the clear water bottom a starfish slowly moves by beach is covered with shells Sting ray slithers by and buries underneath the sand a jelly floats away tentacles reaching out behind Mud minnows and sand fleas ride the mini waves up at the beach swimming from kids with nets A bottle nose dolphin cruises just off the shore occasionally blowing a geyser of water in the air Brown pelicans and kites skim the water and the wind wingtips dipping in the wave waiting for a meal to appear

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Sanibel's white sands Tideline shown by seashells Refreshing gulf breeze

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May 15, 2017

May 15, 2017 at 12:02 AM UTC

TheBassist

The beach for me

Sanibel's white sands Tideline shown by seashells Refreshing gulf breeze

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