Boat Poems

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It's But a Summer's Dream
by Evelyn Judy Buehler

Row your boat,
Dreamy float,
Row gently,
Merrily.
Crystal stream,
Summer's sheen.
Shore speckled,
Rose petals!
Drift through blue,
Sky's with you.

......

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The Orca (Story)
by Slava P, aka Maximus Decimus Meridius

Chapter 1


“I will never leave you my baby, I am your mom and now my priority is you.”

It was early March at the Norway Coast. The water temperature was at thirty two degrees Fahrenheit or zero Celsius. The ocean was still invitingly cool. If it would get warmer, the whole pod would take off, swimming to Antarctica where waters were much chillier. They had a choice and could make decisions, and were very smart creatures.
She felt big and knew that anytime now she would produce a being that she would love, cherish and protect. It was wiggling and struggling inside of her and she was pushing her baby out, head first. Most orca whales gave birth to their offspring tail first, rarely the way she did. She was spinning and swimming in circles, faster at times, pushing her baby out. At some point she looked like a drill bit switched on high if you looked at it directly. She felt stretching and pressure down below her stomach near her tail as she made few loud distinct sounds. Her group mates knew what was going on with her and let her be by herself. They were all around but in the distance, looking like dark shadows slowly moving around her. She pushed while spinning and pushed again and again. She felt pressure and pain subsiding and a little baby orca male was getting borne as she let him out to the new world.

She had carried him for about seventeen months, but that was her job being a good mother. She was protecting herself all this time and the group was also protective of her. Orcas have pods inside a group established and if you are a part of it, you always stay together like a family.
He came out and at one point was disoriented and confused by his surroundings and slowly, he started to process the environment he was in by taking in the murky and enormously big ocean space. His instincts were kicking in fast and he thought that he wouldn’t be able to keep up with them all the time. His head throbbed as he swam away from his mother. He propelled deep down and stopped. There was no ending to it and he could go and go as far as he could, he thought. A moment later he realized that this was not what he wanted. He wanted to be with her as much as possible, be part of her life, be around her and make her happy, be part of a family.

......

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Seashell
by Zemde .

She sells sea shells
By the sea shore
Where the mermaids dance
Behind the green glass door

She shouts she yells
By the sea shore
And the waves, they echo
a resounding roar


......

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Painted on the Sea
by Evelyn Judy Buehler

The exotic sailboat glimmered orange gold,
And it appeared to be painted on the sea,
As if its last stop were dawn's threshold,
To cast elongated mirror images, so pretty!

Sun sits on water, the boat is in the sun,
Rise and take a look, before a dream ends,
For the azure sea is a multicolored vision,
As a gilded sailboat goes around the bend!

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Recent Boat Poems
Seashell
by Zemde .

She sells sea shells
By the sea shore
Where the mermaids dance
Behind the green glass door

She shouts she yells
By the sea shore
And the waves, they echo
a resounding roar


......

Continue reading
It's But a Summer's Dream
by Evelyn Judy Buehler

Row your boat,
Dreamy float,
Row gently,
Merrily.
Crystal stream,
Summer's sheen.
Shore speckled,
Rose petals!
Drift through blue,
Sky's with you.

......

Continue reading
Painted on the Sea
by Evelyn Judy Buehler

The exotic sailboat glimmered orange gold,
And it appeared to be painted on the sea,
As if its last stop were dawn's threshold,
To cast elongated mirror images, so pretty!

Sun sits on water, the boat is in the sun,
Rise and take a look, before a dream ends,
For the azure sea is a multicolored vision,
As a gilded sailboat goes around the bend!

Continue reading
The Orca (Story)
by Slava P, aka Maximus Decimus Meridius

Chapter 1


“I will never leave you my baby, I am your mom and now my priority is you.”

It was early March at the Norway Coast. The water temperature was at thirty two degrees Fahrenheit or zero Celsius. The ocean was still invitingly cool. If it would get warmer, the whole pod would take off, swimming to Antarctica where waters were much chillier. They had a choice and could make decisions, and were very smart creatures.
She felt big and knew that anytime now she would produce a being that she would love, cherish and protect. It was wiggling and struggling inside of her and she was pushing her baby out, head first. Most orca whales gave birth to their offspring tail first, rarely the way she did. She was spinning and swimming in circles, faster at times, pushing her baby out. At some point she looked like a drill bit switched on high if you looked at it directly. She felt stretching and pressure down below her stomach near her tail as she made few loud distinct sounds. Her group mates knew what was going on with her and let her be by herself. They were all around but in the distance, looking like dark shadows slowly moving around her. She pushed while spinning and pushed again and again. She felt pressure and pain subsiding and a little baby orca male was getting borne as she let him out to the new world.

She had carried him for about seventeen months, but that was her job being a good mother. She was protecting herself all this time and the group was also protective of her. Orcas have pods inside a group established and if you are a part of it, you always stay together like a family.
He came out and at one point was disoriented and confused by his surroundings and slowly, he started to process the environment he was in by taking in the murky and enormously big ocean space. His instincts were kicking in fast and he thought that he wouldn’t be able to keep up with them all the time. His head throbbed as he swam away from his mother. He propelled deep down and stopped. There was no ending to it and he could go and go as far as he could, he thought. A moment later he realized that this was not what he wanted. He wanted to be with her as much as possible, be part of her life, be around her and make her happy, be part of a family.

......

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