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Colours

Pacific Blue

#CYW #PacificBlue

When i see you around

i’m reminded of warm summer days

and the waters of the ocean

lapping the sandy shore

Attracting the sportsmen

playing about for fun

in their watersports gear

Motorboats and Jetskis

tearing a white wave

through your dark blue waters

Your Colours more deep

than your Mediterranean cousin

but seamen still hang around your deep shades

hoping to land that one in a million catch

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Birds Poetry

Herring Gull

Wednesday 15th April 2020

#Napowrimo #Bird #Gull #Salford

He’s sat on the tyres by the part of the dock, where

eager shoppers alight ferries and off do they flock

rotating and hopping around by the gate

revolving ideas of what he’d like on his plate

in dock number 5 he waves wings about

noting the waters that he’ll soon make spout

going after the fish – that come out for some bait

! the ones by the air vent, hopping round by the gate

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Beach Colours

Blue-green

#CYW #Bluegreen

Tuesday 6th August 2019

By the time we reached the Island

lagoons – of blue green came into view

under these waters – fish and turtles

enjoying a paddle in the waters

glassy waters lapping up against the shore

resting in crevices of resident rocks

each one giving a home to

eager young hermit crabs…moving there

next to the sea, but away from the tide

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Beach Colours Emotions Memories

Sea green

#coloryourworld #cyw #seagreen

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I walked out on the sea

toward ocean blue

the fish 🐟 they were keen

they followed me too

 

waves gently moving

from sea onto shore

minnows circling round my feet

on the sea floor

 

and out there in the shallows

the waters light blue green

a gem of crystal waters

in winter rarely seen

 

my feet the fish 🐟 they circle

as they travel round the bay

as I enjoy a paddle

watching things around the way

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Nature Outdoors Poetry

Deserted

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In response to the prompt

 

Desert

These sands were once a vibrant place

The waters cool and clear as day

Till someone thought it would be cool

and treat the beach folk as complete fools

They started taking things away

No more could little ones play

and as developers they all did cheer

the lake and waters all disappeared

And so with exceptions of the cactus plants

the underground beetles and squadrons of ants

the sands are no longer a place to play,

for the sands are deserted – there’s now’t else to say.

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Acrostic Sailing

Iceberg

In arctic waters

Captains of mighty trawlers

Expect Trouble – so upon sight they

Beckon each and

Every Man on board to

Resist the perilous demon of the ice, or

Go to the lifeboats