The Deep Blue Sea ~ Wonderful Wednesday w/ the CPC Crew!!!
This is a retro blog challenge (from the past). Our Wed Coordinator, Breezy B has been ill and is not able to be with us this week.
Tonight we are going to be exploring, “The Deep Blue Sea”
Under, over, around and through that glorious water.
Under, over, around and through that glorious water.
Josephine Wall Mermaids
Sirens of the Sea
The beauty of a wild untamed sea
Mermen
Love under the sea
Posiden
Sailing on the ocean blue
Oh yeah….got to have a “HAWT” pirate
Write about any of the above, or a pic of your own….let’s show the many facets of the sea.
Come on down and take a tour with us…..
If you post a poem please take the time to read and comment on a few of the fellow poets…of course all of us would love to be read and share our work. 
Giant hugs and blessings,
The CPC Crew
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Good evening Pals!!! I so hope you love the topic we chose to re-run *smiling* I sure loved this blog when we held it a couple of years ago!!! MUAH!!!
So I went digging through the archives and found this Fun Collab to share with you tonight!!!
Here is something I found from my archive.. I should find more too!
“My life on a pirate’s ship.
The Day I met Scurvy
It all began with that hit on the head after leaving the pub on Gremlin St. I awoke,
Head splitting and a bird pecking at my nose.
“Wake up ye scurvy dog!” He squawked “Hey wait that’s my name..” he pecked me again.
The floor moved as I grabbed that ruddy bird round the neck.
Where is it I am you blasted bird!
Scurvy ‘s the name, pirate’s the game! Choking the bird, choking the bird. Arkkk.”
Yes indeed the feathered beak was right.
Above, the mast , sails billowing in the wind. A mop shoved in my hand, I dropped it on the deck.
I ll not be taking to swabbing a deck! “I shouted still squeezing the bird by the neck.
And who might it be, that I send to walk the plank” a boisterous voice called from above.
Standing tall, as best I could, my wooden peg, now a piece of chipped wood.
I ,you dare to lay that plank, you be first to die, by hand of Captain Hoodwank!”
Gasps heard from round midship
It’s him, the one of grim..
Steals the gold,
Kills them cold,,,
Hoodwank,,,yes he even smells rank!
A busty lass in one hand, and cutlass in the other,
Some say, as a baby he killed is dog, brother, and even his mother..”
A hush fell over the ship…the captain above , his hat he did tip.
Hoodwank, that you say, you look like a begging ship rat from the river
Again I heard the ship mates whisper, a few beside me even shiver.
“Blow the man down, blow the man down, watch the feathers ye old sea dog! Arrkk.
Came a parrot’s reply.
And , with that my temper flared, giving him a murderous glance,
I took poor scurvy, threw him square his sharp beak, the Captain’s hat did lance
. Blood came gushing from his eyes, I took his hat,
it was just my size.
I turned to the crew, now stunned below. I said.
Fix a plank for this poor fellow” hurry now , he’s nearly dead.
Now set sail ya scurvy rats! I said, as he dropped in to the sea,
I hear a squawk , and Scurvy say. “ swab the deck , swab the deck ,Good work Matey”
Captain Scurvy’s the name, Pirating is my game..” choking the bird, choking the bird.”
Was the last word ever heard.
Oh little scurvy,
He acted tuff,
Now sits in my stateroom
Justly stuffed.
OK Here is one I did for a simple sunday a while back ~ I really loved this piece of art!!!
Here’s one I did in 5-7-7 last fall for another CPC challenge.
I suspect Lady Cheryl knew I would pull this up…it is an unfinished work of mine that I have posted in the Life Sharjng group art gallery.
Dead men tell no tales…
lying on the ocean floor…
guarded by the sharks and whales…
to breathe fresh air no more.
Their secrets of treasures lost…
and dreams of love and luxury…
gave way to too high a cost…
and ended under the sea.
Cheryl has to get up at the crack of dawn and leave like an hour and a half earlier for work than normal 😯 *sigh* so I’m off to bed and will do my best to visit after work tomorrow MUAH :love: :love: :love:
Well…um…I made a poster for the Friday Fling and it just happened to be sea related.
come sailors
come lovers
out to the deep
open your eyes
and look at me
I won’t swim
to fast
and together
we’ll dive
when you have
your last breath
and your body
is mine
I’ll feed my pets
and brush my
hair
back to surface
I’m singing again
come sailors
come lovers
out to the deep
open your eyes
and look at me
JT 509
Poem For A 3-Time Loser
everytime I see those insane
blue eyes
I go back to where I started.
it’s like you are whispering
in my ear
with no voice
when you look at me
with those insane
blue eyes
even when you are sleeping
and your eyes are
closed
I can still see
the blue
I can hear you talking
to me
my walls are blue
my blankets
the tablecloth
the lamp
everything you gave me
was blue
you said that’s
what you wanted to name
your first child.
it follows me
it is tracking me down
it will not leave
me alone
it will find me
it will take me
your insane blue eyes
started it,
you are going to drive
me off
for good
off the balcony
and into the arms
of an even deeper
blue.
Late but, made it 🙂 Love & Prayers, shared for Breezy B ..in heart :love:
I do love the sea. Gorgeous theme and wonderful poetry posted!
Hey folks,Elfwing here,hope all is well. This is a beautiful. The color in the intro pics is beautiful. My favorite photo is the one of the aqua marine ocean waves unfurled and cresting near the rocks. it’s beautiful.’k here’s a poem to go with that pic.
Cresting Waves …
Cresting waves of aqua unfurl-with a blend of marine as well,
Cresting waves of beauty unfurled in a beautiful aqua-marine beryl.
Cresting waves of aqua marine unfurled by the rocks of the shore,
Cresting waves of aqua marine-how deep is your tell tale lore.
Fisherman lost in the stormy sea-enveloped in it’s crystaline tomb,
Settled forever in Neptune’s domain-till the Rapture of soul’s doth unplume.
Lost Ships of Old and some in the New-fathoms and fathoms below,
Treasure bescattered-and what does it matter-tis not ours-
tis other’s- don’t you know.
Neptune’s domain is a beautiful place-but it can be treacherous as well-
so make sure when you travel this precarious channel-that your soul’s
right with God-don’t you know.
Happy and Safe Sailing to all who embark in and on this beautiful but precarious domain. Blessings,and May the God of Grace and Truth be with you. Love and Hugs,Elfwing.
copywright 5-2011
by Elfwing/Brenda Brite
All of the poems in this blog are awesome! Hedi,your poem had me rolling! I’m glad we all stopped by here and left some comments,read,and wrote some poems. The ocean is beautiful and majestic,yet at the same time, can be very precarious. Thank you to all who came,come,and leave and have left comments and poems. Blessings,Elfwing.
Here’s one from the archives:
And another favorite of mine:
Hello Everyone! Wishing BreezyB a speedy recovery! Here’s a poem from the depths of my archives! Since I was born on an island the sea is one of my first loves! Great blog and I hope you enjoy my poem, it’s a Sat Share Collab poem from 2010.
Cheers!
Jon
Here’s another one from me..it’s a bit of fun..and yes that truck pic was taken at Mavericks’ famous Jeff Clark’s Surf Shop. I just relocated it for the final pic and poem. Hope you like ride!!
Jon
And yet one more from the dusty treasure trove where I store all my writes….I think you might enjoy this one..
I always do…. :love:
Jon
And Finally, this last one from me so as not to bore you with my creations. I’m always fascinated by the lure of the ocean. Hope you like this one too…
Jon
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Here is a very old Collab , an Acrostic called I WISH I COULD UNWIND
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RHYTHMS FROM THE SHORE
Oceans of wonder,
so near, yet so far,
captivating my imagination
in shades of blue
and flinty gray,
white foam in rough waters
cushioning my heart,
something about the waves
bringing peace to my soul
as within the rhythms of waves
washing upon the shore,
I’m buoyed up by their power,
their magic calling to me
once more.
And I wonder where they go,
the waves capturing my fancy so,
to sights unseen,
places far beyond my view,
across the wide expanse
of these blue waters as I dream,
where my thoughts are taken
so very far away from here,
drifting within the gentle waves
and daydreaming reveries.
(c) barbara kausteklis 5-18-11
lovely…glad it inspired you :love:
POSSESSED ~
Thomas had dreamt of Mermaids as a child.
Athena had yearned to walk on sand.
Darting through hidden caves, twisting seaweed,
incrusted rocks playing with friendly fish,
suddenly she faced Neptune, staff in hand stomping his feet,
shooing fish away!
Neptune paused observing Athena’s beauty.
Through deep waters he spoke, what might you wish?
I yearn to walk on of sand “one day”!
His brows pinched in, Neptune said,
“to walk on sand you must swim to shore.”
Drifting towards sand a man who’s dreamt of Mermaids will see you
with love in his eyes,
raise then and walk on sand.
Remember your begot from and possessed by the sea,
for one day
you’ll walk on sand!
Athena knew of old Mermaids,
how they’d lured sailors
to their deaths swallowing the sea.
She had no desire than to walk on sand.
With mornings light plunging through dark waters,
drifting on incoming tides
her shimmering fins fluttered toward shore.
As Neptune had told her, the man who loved Mermaids
saw her, love in his eyes.
Rising from the sea with the last incoming wave
in a seawater teal colored gown,
she stood toes sinking in wet sand.
As the last of white foam slide over his feet,
he reached for her hand.
How does one say, “I love you,” both thought?
Together they strolled beside the seas edge.
She wondered if he understood
this step across time?
Could he comprehend nature’s treasure chest was only a jar?
She felt responsible since it had been her
to slip through this crack in time.
Remembering Neptune’s words she spoke.
A lifetime consumed in one day, these precious moments we’ll share.
You must accept and understand
I return to the sea!
I dare not ask your freedom, nor you mine!
We’ve each hold a coin from the treasure chest at the bottom of the sea.
One stays on sand; one goes back to
preserve this love
from that distance dream
imagined in this allotted time.
One day you’ll understand seagulls drifting over the sea,
rocky cliffs crusted with seashells over time.
I don’t belong here; the sea is my home.
I’ve longed to run barefoot on shores not seen,
my lungs filled with salt air.
Can’t you hear the tide calling?
Oceans knowing I belong to them.
Remember tasting my warm salty flesh,
the coolness of my hands when I rose
from the surf.
I live to crash against life’s rocky shores.
I’m distended to drown in an ebbtide made of tears.
You may wish me to stay
but willed
by the sea that gave me life,
It’s there I return willingly.
I’d thought it longer; but Neptune never stated a time;
only saying I’d walk on sand.
My heart cry’s out, its time to return from wince I came.
We’ve been knotted on sand forever,
my time is up, possessed
by the sea!
Rachealgrace Adams……………….3/22/10…………..©………………………….
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