Wavelet Poems To The Sea:
THE SEA
1*
Rocking cradle of the world.. sunset stairway to the stars..
only by greatmasters trod... only written on by God.
2*
Out of the sea the sun aborning with his awesome light of morning
Not adorned but all adorning says to you "Come!My Mavoorning!"
3*
Rain at sea... redundancy
4*
It snows at sea... silence falls in flakes...melting
designs.... slip form for All
5*
Wavecarved caves in the seagirt rock.. have sculpted it into a seagulled
rookery..
6*
Every morn...the sea reborn ...is smoke and mirrors..
... fog and reflection.
7*
We gave him a pitcher. He gave us the sea
8*
The rock temple to Poseidon will in some millenium show crumbling, but the wavy
sea will remain... as ever the ocean main.
9*
The tide sent into the cleft of rock Neptune's polyfingered hand of welcome.
10*
Without equal, each wave sequel. Land is for eagles. The sea
is for seagulls
11*
The ebbtide slowly recedes, but in that sweet leg of the sea
tidepools, seaweed, shells sunsparks and driftwood.... are his legacy
12*
The rain in Maine remains mainly by the main.
13*
That sand not soon turn the beachfence into driftwood
the artist designed a metal seat.
14*
From the shore.. one looks upward
to the sanddune grass..10,000 green brush blades
trying to paint the blue sky jade*
15*
Faster than any stylus squiggling.. can write the sun
in the water wiggling... but when the sea is perfectly still..
it appears it was water which held the quill
16*
Receives all arrows the universal quiver
as the sea receives all lonely rivers
17*
Daily the sea laves with tidal milk waves
nursing in love her hungrymouthed caves
18*
Today in their palate of many hues
the sky and sea have 90 shades of blue
19*
Little petstore goldfishes.. suffocating in the tiny plastic bag.. God set you
free..into fresh water rivers which lead to the sea.
*20
Gentler than land's are the seasons of the seas.
*21
Kidnapping karma has stolen me from the blue vistas of
the sea...I weave now the plans of return.
*22
Surfers delight in the motion of the angry waves of the ocean
as neptune, king of the sea, delights in their mars.
*23
Shadows of fishes play in the shallows above varying
shades of abandoned shells.
24*
Within a wavelaved rock fissure, God hid the fish from the kingfisher.
25*
The rowboat's wake intersected the path
of the morning sun upon the water... effort was squared to light
26*
The sea mirror was framed by lobster traps..until she rose and smashed them
27*
A clamshell holds the seaswell.. Reflected in captured tide.. does Jupiter's light abide
28*
Waterfall mist asked the sea 'when shall I return to Thee? '
29*
Windsent seascent everywhere went
30*
As artists long for blank canvases, as sealovers yearn for the blue space of the skysea,
the Spirit longs to be uncluttered.
31*
So many shades of blue from royal navy to aqua hue.. without
the horizon ship one could not tell sky from sea.
32*
Seacradle is fishes rocking among the rocks but she is slapping at fishermen's docks
For the sun wearing daily a fresh foam frock helping God on all hearts to knock
33*
The full moon lifts seawaves in joy, but only the sun can lift water drops out of the sea.
34*
Blackberried tarts on white lace doilies are the seafoam framed ocean's dark rocks
35*
Ships in bottles cannot sail, but messages unsealed from
bottles do, and their words are meant most for those who find the script.
36*
More than the stable shore God hallows the waving sea's shellshod shallows.
*37
In the kinder world there surely no longer shall be
shellfish shiv'd to shed their sheltering shells from the sea
38*
Waves will rise in joy, they know soon toward the full moon of the longed for monsoon
39*
Message in sea's bottles. Tidings in the tides. Time's
rivers to the timeless sea glide. Every being will with God abide.
40*
Cavecarver tide.. a patient sculptor who abides
41*
He is like the sea: on the surface bubbling with wave effervescence
... in the depths one with divine Everpresence
42*
The sun's fireball has scattered embers in the sea, unquenched
by her waters. for love can never be extinguished.
43*
The drops the rain scatters the river then gathers.. for the sea who in turn
offers them in her great chalice to the Sun Father
44*
One smells seasalt before the first seasight...
of His Eoyal Lowness, Neptune bluerobed. He fills hearts with delight
45*
She picked up only vacant seashells at the shores of the Seychelles.
For chambered nautili hollow were minnow castles in the shallows
46*
It is the trickling time for the tiptoeing tide to float in gifts which abide
beneath the twinkling stars' ides.
*47
The tide is afoot! in the 10 million fingers of the sea
*48
As seawaves slapped his sloop he slipped down a sweet slope into sleep
*49
A red light where the road ends at the aquamarine sea.
*50
Aboard the oceanliner they see.. moonlight whitewashing the sea
*51
Those who live by or on the sea can most frequently be healed by her empty canvas, rhythms, and frequency
*52
Flags of fog flap not but float above the kingdom of Neptune
*53
The sun scattered a trillion diamonds on the sea...his angels will gather them into a necklace for thee
*54
Her listening heals.. because she listens with total presence, without judgment,
without interruption, with unconditional love
*55
The sirens in his odyssey kept not Odysseus from the sea
*56
The beachcombing sea gives more than she takes as she secedes
*57
The rainbow's end touchdowns in the waving sea. Though she pours her pastels endlessly, deep blue remains the sea
58*
So many shades of blue from royal navy to aqua hue.. without
the horizon ship one could not tell sky from sea.
59*
Seacradle is fishes rocking among the rocks
but she is slapping at fishermen's docks
For the sun wearing daily a fresh foam frock
helping God on all hearts to knock
60*
The full moon lifts seawaves in joy, but only the sun
can lift water drops out of the sea.
*61
Blackberried tarts on white lace doilies are the seafoam
framed ocean's dark rocks
*62
Ships in bottles cannot sail, but messages unsealed from
bottles do, and their words are meant most for those who
find the script.
*63
More than the stable shore God hallows the waving sea's shellshod shallows.
*64
In the kinder world there surely no longer shall be
shellfish shiv'd to shed their sheltering shells from the sea
*65
Waves will rise in joy, they know soon
toward the full moon of the longed for monsoon
*66
Message in sea's bottles. Tidings in the tides. Time's
rivers to the timeless sea glide. Every being will with God
abide.
*67
Cave carver tide.. a patient sculptor who abides
*68
He is like the sea: on the surface bubbling with wave effervescence
... in the depths one with divine Everpresence
*69
The sun's fireball has scattered embers in the sea, unquenched
by her waters. for love can never be extinguished.
*70
The drops the rain scatters the river then gathers.. for the sea who in turn offers them in her great chalice to the Sun Father
*71
One smells seasalt before the first seasight...
of His Eoyal Lowness, Neptune bluerobed. He fills hearts
with delight
*72*
She picked up only vacant seashells
at the shores of the Seychelles.
For chambered nautili hollow
were minnow castles in the shallows
(to my mother)
*72*
She picked up only vacant seashells
at the shores of the Seychelles.
For chambered nautili hollow
were minnow castles in the shallows
(to our mother)
*73
It is the trickling time for the tiptoeing tide
to float in gifts which abide
beneath the twinkling stars' ides.
*74
The tide is afoot! in the 10 million fingers of the sea
*75
As seawaves slapped his sloop he slipped down
a sweet slope into sleep
*76
A red light where the road ends at the aquamarine sea.
*77
Aboard the oceanliner they see.. moonlight whitewashing the sea
*78
Those who live by or on the sea can most frequently
be healed by her empty canvas, rhythms, and frequency
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Effervescence is to Jan and David
We Gave Him A Pitcher is to C Lassell
Rocking Cradle of the World is to Don and Pat Wilson
Faster than Any Stylus Squiggling is to Mark Braunstein
Receives All Arrows is to E Hubiak
Blackberried Tarts is to Betsy Frost
Poseidon Temple is to EL and NL
Mavoorning is to E Lynch
It Snows At Sea.. is to D Shriver and Julie D
re the death of their mother Sylvia Dobkin Shriver
The rain in Maine is to poet William Cohen and the other people of Maine
Rookery is to materful artist, courageous animal rescuer Walt Rave
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Effervescence is to Jan and David
We Gave Him A Pitcher is to C Lassell
Rocking Cradle of the World is to Don and Pat Wilson
Faster than Any Stylus Squiggling is to Mark Braunstein
Receives All Arrows is to E Hubiak
Blackberried Tarts is to Betsy Frost
Poseidon Temple is to EL and NL
Mavoorning is to E Lynch
It Snows At Sea.. is to D Shriver and Julie D
re the death of their mother Sylvia Dobkin Shriver
The rain in Maine is to poet William Cohen and the other people of Maine
Rookery is to materful artist, courageous animal rescuer Walt Rave
Poetry and the pursuit of creating beauty
is in direct immitation of God, even as you
paint a portrait of his creation with words
in this he too is glorified.