Limerick Poems About Oceans | Ocean Limerick Poems
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
This is the only Limerick I have ever it was a bit of
a challenge.

Poem Details | by SKAT A |
Categories: sea


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..



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

Picture 4


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.

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


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.


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

Poem Details | by Sidney Beck |
Categories: funnyfish,



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


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.