Limerick Poems About Oceans | Ocean Limerick Poems
Poem Details | by Dale Gregory Cozart |
Categories: fantasy, humor,

How Jan and Lin Slayed the Dragon

Two ladies named Jan and named Lin professed a forgivable sin they cornered a dragon wrung her in a flagon and gave her away as cheap gin The old dragon's name was Jooling who had a habit of drooling she couldn't stay dry on ground or in sky around her urine kept pooling The ladies had had quite enough The dragon smelled like bad stuff so after they did drain her to cement they did chain her and threw her sad stench off a bluff Into the ocean dragon fell on hitting water she did melt The girls were relieved at what they'd achieved and glad to be rid of the smell They went on to gain great success without all that putrefied mess their poetry was renowned no matter where it was found The dragon's now fish food they guess


Poem Details | by Sandra Haight |
Categories: beach,

The Beach


As kids, we were brought to the beach
at riverfront...sea out of reach.
Our sand was like mud;
neath water, silt crud.
I'd wallow with fun, laugh and screech!

Now grown, to the ocean I go
where sand is as white as the snow.
I don't go out far
beyond the sand bar
for fear of the silt down below!


Sandra MHaight

~1st Place~
Contest: Two Lenses
Sponsor: Sara Kendrick
Judged: 02/27/2016


Poem Details | by Jack Ellison |
Categories: humorous,

Sister Jan



Got a sweet pretend sister by the name of Jan She lives across the ocean on the Isle of Man We're united by the funnies We don't make much money Although some of our naughty stuff gets banned © Jack Ellison 2015


Poem Details | by Connie Marcum Wong |
Categories: nature, passion, peace, sea

Fury of the Wind (Limerick)

The face of the ocean seemed to smile
All was calm and quiet for a while
‘Till Wind’s temper was lost
With waves forcefully tossed
In her wrathful cantankerous style



*For Carolyn Devonshire's Sea Tale Limericks contest
Note:
This is the only Limerick I have ever written...so it was a bit of
a challenge.


Poem Details | by SKAT A |
Categories: sea

SHARK TALE

shark tale


I once enjoyed a movie on a shark.
His bite much bigger than a dogs bark.
In the ocean JAWS scared more than fish.
A bite so deep no one could stitch.
With teeth so sharp, always leaving a mark..


      
  S.K.A.TPOETRY

FIRST LIMERICK EVER..


Poem Details | by john freeman |
Categories: nature

Super Goliath Grouper

A Jewfish known as Goliath Grouper, 
At eight hundred pounds, mouth like a scooper!
   Quest of the Atlantic,
   Their mouth is gigantic!
A Goliath fillet,  tastes quite super! 

By reason of inquisitive nature,
The cause of them being a fair wager,
   Of fisherman’s spear,
   They have not a fear.
Of  ocean fish they are one of major!

Young may be prodigious hermaphrodites,
Gender goes either way if-you-buy-it.
   On list, endangered  species,
   Will be shame if it ceases!
The Goliath Grouper, one nature’s sight!  

For and in Honor of Carolyn Devonshire
And Contest: Attack


Poem Details | by charlie Pelota |
Categories: history, imagination

Christopher Columbus Trilogy

In 1492, Columbus sailed the ocean blue.
In the Pinta, Nina and Santa Marie
He found the New World,
And got spooked by a squirrel.
Thats the last you heard of C.C.

God had created the New World.
And saw that it was good.
In mystery it  remained covered,
Till Columbus came and discovered
Just as his Lord knew that he would.

He sailed with the blessing of Spain
And when he dicovered the land,
He named it after Amerigo Vespucci,
('Cause he had not yet heard of Gucci,)
As God instructed him beforehand.

                                                                               Charlie Pelota HSLP


Poem Details | by Rick Parise |
Categories: love, wedding

At Sunset


_________________________

a beautiful love shared by two
bound in Gods word near the ocean of blue
happiness did begin 
together until the end
as she softly whispered "I Do"

_________________________  


Poet Rick Parise

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Poem Details | by john freeman |
Categories: fantasylove,

"Giant Isopod"

Makes love Bathynomus giganteus
Isopod love not a casual lust
    Romance private ocean deeps
    Where little light ever creeps
Lovemaking crustaceans is no fuss


Poem Details | by catherine Reinke |
Categories: lovesea, me, sea,

A Seagull Named Steve

A Seagull Named Steve

This seagull flew by and sat a bit
Ordered tequila from  a wine glass sipped.

Dressed in bright yellow
Such a delight social fellow,

Conversation made easy
In beach sands breezy.

A Jonathon   Living indeed
Spreading his light giving sea diving seeds.

At first to me, a dive he did make
Up to the sun in restoration with me he did take.

In buttons of coco bean seed
I find my self hand in hand with he I need.

Washed away my blues
Into happiness hues
Of bright orange and yellow.

Across the ocean in search of loves notion
Conjured a passion sea foam potion

Potentate hurricane insane commotion.

But swirl in heavens bright blue skies
In the night full moon we did fly.

For a need for both fulfillment deep
Never to be forgotten not even in sleep.

As quickly he came this seagull named Steve
From no love forever to maybe make me believe.


But try I did truly beg him not to leave
My Jonathan  Living seagull named Steve.

Yet he is gone to other seagull endeavors
Living his life among castles of pleasures.

Me
He did not leave
For in my heart
He created I think
A new start.


Poem Details | by Robert L. Hinshaw |
Categories: funny

A Fisherman's Tale

Once an old man from Altoona,
Decided to fish for some tuna.
His fortune was made,
When he caught a mermaid,
But he sighed, "How I wish it was soona!"

"If only I'd been a young buck,
When I had such marvelous luck,
I'd have made her my bride,
And kept her inside
A tank that I'd build on my truck!"

"But now that I'm grizzled and gray,
I guess in the ocean she'll stay.
I will, of course,
Sit and discourse,
On the trophy I cannot display!"

Written by my wife Vera Selena Hinshaw
© All Rights Reserved


Poem Details | by Michael J. Falotico |
Categories: love

Love Around The Ocean

The sand is our playground to run..
The ocean brings waves to meet the sun.
The sky of stars gleam.
Now a stage of dreams.
For our love here has begun.

Your face outlined like a water painting.
My hands trace your heart, oh so granting.
Our eyes connect as one.
Bodies dance on sands undone.
We fall as we are swept away , never fainting.


"LoveLand Limerick" contest jp76969 photo

By Michael JFalotico


Poem Details | by John lawless |
Categories: humor, men, drug,

SURF'S UP - for contest

SURF'S UP

It drug the beach sand making trenches
causing lightheaded fainting of wenches
the ocean was icy
he stood out quite nicely
even after allowing for shrinkage.



2/19/2016

submitted to – Limerick Contest II – for fun – Poetry Contest
sponsor – Jan Allison


Poem Details | by Sidney Beck |
Categories: funnyfish,

FISH AND FISHING

FISH   AND   FISHING


Eat  fish and you’re  fed for one meal says my wife;
But  learn how  to fish  and you’re  fed all your life.
But  the taste of that fish
It’s not what I wish  -
It’s meat and potatoes I want on my knife.


If I had to catch what I eat in the sea
With  never a taste of a sausage or pea,
My meals would be sad
And my taste-buds not glad.
I’d rather have nothing at all but my tea.


The fish in the ocean need not fear me.
Just  turnips and carrots and cabbage, you see,   
And porkchops and veal
And burgers ;  not eel,
Nor dolphin, nor codfish nor  kedgeree 

........................................................

Written  for   John Freeman's  Contest: Limericks About Fishing


Poem Details | by Daljit Khankhana |
Categories: dedication, devotion, dream,

A word in your praise

I love to write a word in your praise.
My weakness is, I like your image,
Blue eyes as wide as an open sky,
As deep as ocean never speaks lie,
Tide roars when moon disturbs craze.


Poem Details | by Christi Kopp |
Categories: animals, funny

Whale Watching

Tripped over sand packed in a pail
Watching ocean ships set sail
Fell and hurt my pride
Not believing what I spied
Top hat and coat being worn by a whale


Poem Details | by cecil hickman |
Categories: animals, confusion, funny, imagination,

Mistaken Identity

There was an eel on the ocean floor,
Sammy his name, he knew the score.
His friends said, he was smart,
Then upon a dinner cart,
He said, Hey, I am not an albacore.


Poem Details | by Justin Street |
Categories: allegory, sea

The ocean i knew

The ocean stained my eyes this blue
And I always knew this to be so true
That the sea’s bright side
Will change a man’s eyes
Till never he thinks of you


Poem Details | by Chantelle Anne Cooke |
Categories: beach, death, grief, i

Lunar-rick

Tonight, I view the lovely full moon,
near the ocean on a lonely sand dune,
with memories of my only true love,
who is watching me from far above.
My only solace is a haunting tune.


Poem Details | by James Horn |
Categories: humorous,

When Waves Were Wild

While Waves Were Wild

While waves were wild and water warm
We could see the start of a new storm
Which would beat upon the ocean shore
And discovered we did have to wait for
You to clean up my room in college dorm.

It always had been a complete mess
And every time I would try to dress
Any of my clothes could never find
To all the facts was quickly resigned
No one was I ever trying to impress.

So for Present one day decided to run
My whole life around spun and spun
And it was as a Republican that I ran
In all time seeming to be a short span
Were all amazed at how well I had done.

Does this sound familiar?

Jim Horn


Poem Details | by James Horn |
Categories: angst,

Wonderful Employees

Wonderful Employees

There will be wonderful employees
Who are like a cool, ocean breeze
I'm sure you get my drift
To certain things provide uplift
And nose starting to sneeze.

I am sure you know people who
have their noses stuck up in the 
air who at you sit and stare.

To say this I cannot resist
What you need is a catalyst
That when at times is near
You can control your fear
Successful one to use I insist.

Jim Horn.

A poet just asked me how to control fear.

Jim Horn.


Poem Details | by James Horn |
Categories: allegory, analogy,

Deal With Appeal

Deal With Appeal

Wrote this while watching the news.

Already did have much appeal
Trying to come up with a deal;
After all bugs were worked out,
And beyond shadow of a doubt,
Are able to complete and seal.

Del is one of our best friends (1500 on 4/8/2017)
from Wichita, Kansas and was
usher at our weddingHe and
his wife are visiting us.

About Del we always do tease;
He seems so perfectly at ease;
His demeanor is to be relaxed;
Never bothered or ever taxed;
Ability continues to increase.

Found A Feeling

Saw several African children
on the news and wrote this
poem.

Saw their faces and found a feeling
Of much joy from floor to the ceiling;
Shiny bright teeth with great smile;
Were waiting to greet me for a while.

Never forgot first sight I had seen,
Wearing casual clothes and blue jean;
Others with clothes from native land
For them by God had been planned.

Everyone erupted with much emotion;
Filled with all their love and devotion;
Together they always peacefully play
And with God have another great day.

Had Hoped to Find

Started sorting and was hard to tell
Which one would be my favorite shell; 
Did consistently, constantly, compare
Lying by beach shore here and there.

Were round and others oblong and odd
That had been made by our great God;
All of various colors and many designs;
Several with spiral and also curvy lines.

Through shells did separate and strain
And ocean waves played a sweet refrain
Asking me why I became a big creep;
God's precious shells trying to keep.

In each day mornings will always break
So I then said to myself for goodness sake
Will be best if lovely shells are left behind
For others who often had hoped to find.

Copyright © James Horn | Year Posted 2014 

Think that what I will do is just add 
newest poem I wrote to most recent
poem that is in my listIn that way,
message saying I have already written 
my daily amount of poems will not
affect meI can add date and time
I completed it to it.

I added the rest into one poem so
I can print them all up at the same 
time to read Sunday 4/9/2017 at
3 PM at Poetry Revisited in Shallotte,
NC at Arbor Landing Retirement
Center.

James Serious Mysterious Horn
Retired Veteran and Poet


Poem Details | by James Horn |
Categories: allegory, analogy,

Potential I Presume More Limericks

Potential I Presume More Limericks

Big and tremendous come to mind.

Tremendous, stupendous, upend us.
Gargantuan, passion, trashing.
Immensive, aggressive, sensitive.   
Ultimate Utmost, out grossed, horrible host.
Pittance, sentence, repentance.
In effect essential, provocative, potential, quite intentional.
Necessity, complexity, anxiety.
Court Municipal, Peter Principle, always apprehensible.
Concerting, blurting, hurting.
Infinitesimal, decimal,  inexcusable
Horribly huge, difficult deluge, shady subterfuge.
Passion, mansion, ration.
Explanation, creation, prevarication.
Expedient, concillient, what he meant
Congenial, menial, essential.
Validate, marinate, create(For you cooks out there.)
Ballad, salad, valid.
Repudiated, humiliated, regimented.
Surgical, liturgical, hysterical, historical.
Urgence of resurgence of common sense.
To endure, become obscure for sure.
As of late would be great if they negotiate.
Kept at bay until miles away so Standish did say.
Had to humiliate to rehabilitate then consummate.
Were reassured could have occurred if enough endured.
My patience was tried then cried and cried after he had lied and lied so Bonny could be bona fide.
What part of the ocean had Bonnie been laid over at anyway? It must have been some perfect excuse
to go on a cruise and of course if you snooze will definitely loose.
Love could have occurred after I was assured no more lying will be endured.
If totally transparent, it could be inherent was apparent both were probably a potential parent.
What to we did allude, the became unglued in the middle of a family feud.
Embarrassed we became when he was up to his old game of seeking more fortune and fame.
Guess who and am sure you knew when bailed out the whole crew.
Patiently particular, was a homicide which was vehicular deduced by a diverticular.
Beside the sea with idea would wrestle should nestle under a trestle out of rain to wait for next vessel.
On Trump it finally dawned, if he would wave his magical want another witch would respond.
Instead of Grinch he would be the Witch Who Stole Christmas among other things.

Jim Horn


Poem Details | by James Horn |
Categories: allegory, analogy,

Horn Fourth of July Limerick Series

Horn Fourth of July Limerick Series

When the Statue of Liberty was first seen,
We always wondered what she may mean;
A message said;
Knowledge fed,
Even though an adult or maybe a teen.

Had been both hungry as well as miserable;
We now do live in a land that is indivisible;
By God are lead,
In our Bible read;
Now with Him all things are invincible.

When we think that things are not the best,
Know people will always peacefully protest;
Try to endure,
And find cure;
Those with no honor or dignity do detest.

Live in lovely land that is true and tried,
Where fields and plains will be open wide;
Always like singing;
To ears joy bringing,
And am willing to understand either side.

To church is where we all went to pray;
In comfort of presence of God do stay;
Happiness to us give;
A lovely way to live;
With His love we had been swept away.

While I will look at each flowing wave
Below ocean know that there is a grave;
With respect,
We do detect,
Silent soul of my father who God did save.

James Serious Mysterious Horn
Retired Veteran and Poet



 


Poem Details | by Jack Ellison |
Categories: girl,

Girls Enthral



My eyes are experienced, they've seen it all Most stuff's fantastic though some stuff appalls Most pretty girls Are like gorgeous pearls In an ocean of seaweed, they stand out and enthral


Poem Details | by James Horn |
Categories: allegory, analogy,

Shores Ignores and Snores

Shores Ignores and Snores

While I was watching some ocean shores,
Here in America Trump everyone ignores;
Put out of my mind;
Never want to find,
And you should hear him when he snores.

Jim Horn