Best Ashore Poems

Heart Washed Ashore

“The sun of my reason has set.  
My thoughts have set sail and 
My heart was washed ashore last night.
Take me to the bottom of the ocean. 
There, I will build you a sandcastle.”

I asked you to bring me something from your...

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Perhaps our Cafe should be,
on an island in the sea.
Somewhere neutral ,fine and free
Where Hate can't come ashore.

Maybe we could close our eyes 
turn down the lights and realize
our friendship is the greater prize,
Come in and close the door.

Are your eyes a darker shade 
your...

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margins stimulate and juxtapose
  edges greet with troubled, disturbing friction
  faraway forces exert influence and combine relentlessly
  how the Sun and Moon dance together about the planet Earth
  their grasping hands pull the tidal movement around the ocean
  caressing the...

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Of European descent, from whence they came

Across the borders to settle, re-establishment

Angles, Saxons and Jutes – Anglo-Saxon be known

Conquered lands, such roads have served, that of the Roman Empire

Yet under attack, strong order we lack

Helpless – o’ kingdom cry

As legions left, nations wept

Our production has...

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Gone Ashore Sonnet
 I have sailed on many seas
 they have various colours and smell,
but being indoors looking out
it got a bit boring as well.
One can’t stand by a porthole all day,
 water stretching wet and endlessly
I knew I was never going to see
green grass...

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My body washed unbidden on your shore
Tossed by life's waves to be maroon
I shall sail waves desperate never more
As I found love in your sheltered lagoon
I have nothing, no jeweled treasure to share
No bright diamonds, red rubies, precious art
You clothed me in reason, this coat...

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Washed ashore, fond memories of old;
       ours, as I stand, looking out to sea. 
    Recollections worth their weight in gold. 
    Abound, images my mind's eye can see. 
   ...

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although the waves violently swirl 
   and splash about, 
      fiercely gnarl 
         and roar,

   their rippling wavelets so gently 
      woo and...

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I'll Always Remember You From Ashore

I'll forever look out at the sea
And see you waving
And though I like what I see
I could never ride your waves
Like a seal
I could never undress my feelings for you
Because you had ... so many other seals
The ebb and flows
The...

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I sail ashore a silent war

Shattered regret all the more
Angst sinks deep down ashore
Isolated like remnants of hatred to the core
Lonesome as a lazy lion in the streets of nothingness

And suddenly…
Sadness sweeps over me solemnly
Hushed sounds of revenge and envy sends vibes of virtuous vanity...

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We go to one place via another
To do an activity and then leave
If we are allowed to do so

If we are not dead or burnt alive
Or heart stolen by a local gal
We go to this place from afar
Not expecting to be here

Or to do what...

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Dawn arrives in a dark widow’s shawl.
A hard sea rubs raw
the knuckled bones of the shore.

The first thing a sailor sees as he dreams of arrival
are the white hands. Sometimes the hands
are land marooned seagulls,
sometimes the hands are the open fists of the sea.

When in...

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I die over and over—
between pages—a ghost 
in a world more real than my
own—drowning in ink—
willingly washed ashore—
swelling, bloating breath.

Against my nature of concealment,
I cough out the ink—everywhere—
chaos, carnality, collapse!
onto a canvas I cannot
cower from. 

Who else perceives meaning there? 
Who else feels the frenzy...

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The waters purl like a soft parade,
caressing the crudest of grains ashore,
with no straws nor barricades...
cascades a tribute to the bygone lore
who's song once sung but now no more.

Therein I lie where the wind is low,
and tranquility in all its keep i hold,
bequeath me slow...
as...

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I can close my eyes,
It's weird how still you are the last thought on mind.
I say, 'you and me'
I say, ' still with you'
It's weird how I carry your name forward each and every passing day
Despite all conflicts
Most precious

I was an emotional high;
'Emotional high,' I...

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