Limerick Poems About The Sea | Sea Limerick Poems
Poem Details | by Linda-Marie SweetHeart |
Categories: adventure, fish,

Fishing Adventure

"Fishing Adventure" fishing is a sport of supreme relaxation beneath golden Sun with great anticipation while warm water is quiet fish feast on worm diet as the boat gently sways in utter fascination. soon the fishing pole jerks on thin line a sweet catch on which two hearts will dine once a struggle ensues other fish sing the blues top things off with a bottle of wine. surprise this fish was a white shark sea beast run for your life, no fish feast jaws revisited blue wave adventure in a cold cave lived to tell this tale of terror, at least. *For Seren Robert's Fisherman Contest. *Dec1, 2012

Poem Details | by Sandra Haight |
Categories: beach,

The Beach - Two Lenses

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 seashore I go
where sand is as white as the snow.
I don't go out far
beyond the sandbar
for fear of the silt down below!

Sandra MHaight

~6th Place~
Contest: Sea Tales Limericks - Old Or New
Sponsor: Carolyn Devonshire
Judged: 08/04/2018

Poem Details | by Andrea Dietrich |
Categories: places, , cute,

Limericks for Utah's State Flag and Bird

To their government Utah is true -
Not just state, but the federal too,
and so with great pride
they display on each side
of their flag the old Red, White and Blue.

Also famous for their industry,
Utah honors the cute bumble bee,
of which I now brag.
Center stage on their flag
is the hive of the bee….naturally!

On Utah’s state flag is an eagle -
The symbol of peace, it is regal!
Pioneers, though, preferred,
a more interesting bird.
Why not on the flag is a seagull?

Most Utahans should know the story.
Long ago, crickets tried to destroy
the crops, till each gull
in Salt Lake ate them all!
That bald eagle has stolen gull’s glory!

Now a monument in Salt lake stands
for the sea gull, and isn’t it grand
that a bird that should be
living nearby the sea
is in love with a dry desert land!

Written by Andrea Dieitrich
July 22, 2015 for the contest of Judy Konos

NOTE:  Came back here to say it's Pioneer Day (July 24)Utah is the only state to celebrate itI can hear fireworks outside my house!!

Poem Details | by William Robinson |
Categories: children, funny, on work


The sea was unusually wavy,
When a cook in the Royal Navy,
With a roll of the ship,
Accidentally slipped,
Inundating his captain with gravy.

Poem Details | by Guy-Adler Dorelien |
Categories: nature

We of the ocean

Form above tears slowly falls into the ocean,
Rippling sounds into the night’s sky, like a sea lions raw emotion.
Beneath its floors human search’s for hidden treasures,
Yet we its true, and mysterious  inhabitants fall into its mystifying pleasures.
Everything is tranquil and is set into a beautiful motion.

Poem Details | by Geoffrey Brewer |
Categories: lost love, sea,

Sad Sea Tale


There was once an old man of the ocean
For a mermaid he had a devotion
But instead of two pins
She’d a tail and some fins
Which precluded their harmonic motion

But in spite of her disparate corpus
They maintained their romance polymorphous
‘Til a herring one day
Brought a message to say
That she’d gone off to live with a porpoise

[Gift for a lady]

Poem Details | by Tania Kitchin |
Categories: myth,

Sea Witch

Legend of a witch who lives by the sea
spending her days making potions and teas
a mermaid or witch?
believed she can switch
No one knows, townspeople see her and flee

Intrigued by this mystery by the sea 
I find her sea shanty, stop near a tree
the old lady on her dock
as I hide behind a rock
a mermaid is transformed in front of me

Sea Tales Limerick Contest
Sponsored by Carolyn Devonshire

Ring size 8, purple

Poem Details | by Janice Canerdy |
Categories: beach, sea, summer,

Gramps Has a Close Call

Their day at the beach was much hotter
than usualSoon Gramps would totter
right down to the ocean.
We warned him his notion
was badWe’d seen sharks in the water.

Alone, he was happily splashing,
but soon, barely clothed, he was dashing
to shoreHe was screaming,
though no blood was streaming.
Just shorts, the big creature was gnashing.

7, red (garnet, birth stone)

August 1, 2018, entered in Carolyn Devonshire's Sea Tales
Limericks Contest

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 John Patrick Robbins AKA Gonzo |
Categories: funnyold, time, sea, old,

The Modern Pirates Life

Out apon the sea.
Its hard to catch some relife.
Or find some time to set willy free.

It's a priates life no need to back your 
Just grab a pint.
When in port avoid the sea hags.

Swab the decks and please if 
ya gotta puke lean over the side.
Be a good little sea bandit
or you'll be learning were Davey Jones does 

We got fish for breakfest supper and lunch.
Can somone please help the captain.
ya know with a hook for a hand its easy to
get your pants in a bunch.

I gotta walk  the plank  again ?
Hey it's really rude sticking me with that knife.
It sure would be nice if we put this ship in the water.
Do more than drinking and dreaming of the pirates life.

I really dont trust a captian with a poodle.
It really gets old being harrased.
And cleaning up fee fee's doodle

Dont let Larry steer.
After the tenth time  it gets old.
running a ground to go fetch a beer.

No sir I dont belive we'll run into the loch ness monster
off the jersey shore.
No I dont belive the worlds flat.
And I dont care if the five year old first mate swore.

The crows nesk is a perfect place to hide from your
Were heading  the wrong way check the gps.
Yes I really cant take this pirates life.

Yes captian I really doubt A mermaid stole 
all the rum.
What's the catch of the day?
Sea monster sure I'll have some.

The captian is crabby and it's time for the
first mates nap.
The cook isnt crying cause he's choppin onions 
Its cause he finished the briges of Madison County
yes he's a bit of a sap.

It's probaly not best to duel with a butter knife.
As we set sail yes mam we''ll have the first mate 
back befor sundown.
It's kinda messed up living this modern pirates life.

Poem Details | by Keith Trestrail |
Categories: beach, fun, funny,

When Bad Things Happen to Good People

 In the cold sea my pants fell down and sunk,
 and when I came out part of me had shrunk.
   Girls pointed as I did hurtle
  "OMG!...a frightened turtle!"
 Hey! C'mon, that's no turtle, that's my junk!


        Inspired by a Seinfeld episode.

                   October 2014

Poem Details | by Carolyn Devonshire |
Categories: funny, sports

Catch of the Day

My passion for fishing is well known

But sometimes my catch brings a huge groan

     Octopus clung to my boat

     Dolphins around me did gloat

The queen of the sea had been dethroned

Sadly, a true story for Royal’s Favorite Sport challenge.
It took my 10 minutes to try and pry the octopus from
the back of the boat Each time I pulled up one arm, 
it slapped down another one They have suction cups on
their arms My article “Octopus on Board” was 
published in Florida Wildlife magazine.

Poem Details | by Deirdre Omaidin |
Categories: natural disasters

Fish Tail

A fat bluefin tuna down deep
Was fished out one night when asleep
He was looking quite pale
Had escaped a big whale
To be Sushi for one Meryl Streep

for Carolyn Devonshire's Limerick on Sea Tales competition

Poem Details | by Brigitte Pace |
Categories: adventure, children, dog, kids,

A beach within my reach

I am a basset hound and I love to play
I can run and jump all day
I really love magic and tricks
I also love chocolate bics
Yummy! They are so good 
I would eat a packet a day if I could
My name is Lady and here is a story all about me
I'm a funny looking dog you see:

Lady was home alone
All she had was her green plastic bone
Her owners had gone out for the day
And Lady really wanted   to play
Miserable, she lay on the ground with her long floppy ears
With watery eyes, it seemed as though she was about to burst into tears
Suddenly she perked up when she heard a squeaking sound coming from the house
Lady became excited, she hoped it was a mouse
She barked out loud and ran towards the sound
Lady was such a clever basset hound
With her long nose, she sniffed out the little mouse in his hiding place
The whole morning turned into a playful ‘dog and mouse’ chase!
The mouse was too fast for her and escaped through a small crack in the wall
He was terrified of this funny looking dog who stood two feet tall
Exhausted, Lady flopped down in her basket to rest
She had tried her very, very best
She closed her eyes and had a long nap
And dreamt that she managed to squeeze through the scary dog flap
When Lady woke up, her throat felt dry
She needed a gallon of water to drink and she alone knew why!
The sun was shining and it was hot
She found her bowl and gulped down the lot
Lady looked at the new dog flap
She lifted up one of her paws and gave it a sharp tap
She took a chance and pushed herself through the gap
Relief flooded through her, she had made it out of the flap
Out in the sun
It was time for more fun
Lady headed to the beach
It wasn’t far, within her reach
Calm blue sea with the tiniest of waves
Grottos and amazing caves
Lady’s paw marks were all over the sand
She loved to play by the sea and on land
Cool air blew around her as she splashed around in the sea
What a great feeling it was to be free!
The aroma of food was all around
She was always hungry, this hilarious hound
An ice-cream van was parked nearby
Lady drooled and just stood by
A young couple spotted the little dog sitting down on her own
Her sad brown eyes caught their attention, they each bought her a cone
Lady wished that she could shout
She clenched both cones in her mouth
She licked off the chocolate ice-cream and wolfed down the rest

Poem Details | by William Robinson |
Categories: food, children, funny, sea,


Oh, vermicelli, rigatoni!
Lost on a sea of minestrone
The sea beneath my feet,
And nothing else to eat,                     
I live on cheese and macaroni.

Poem Details | by Jack Ellison |
Categories: passion,

A Sea Of Heart Felt Emotions

Have I told you lately how much fun I'm having In this sea of heart felt emotions I'm splashing What would I do Without all of you My world would be empty and devoid of all laughing © Jack Ellison 2015

Poem Details | by T Wignesan |
Categories: spanish, woman,

Limerick croises: Once our 'Rita jumped into Sea Anne-Anne - 14

Limerick croises : Once our ‘Rita jumped into Sea Anne-Anne – 14

Once our ‘Rita jumped into Sea Anne-Anne
Sirens howled « panic stations » refrain
One Valhalla Rani
Offered her much money
For a shot sans mantilla – in vain

Our ‘Rita – you bet – a stunning beauty
Not given to falling for flattery
Was all of prime six feet
Which she tucked under meat
For Sevillan beds stood (on) two feet plus three ! 

So they put her up that night till Morgan 
Classified her as subterfuge weapon
NSA roped her in
To put one o’er Putin
Now Chinese wish her to test rat poison !

© TWignesan – Paris, 2013

Poem Details | by Carolyn Devonshire |
Categories: funny, sports, football,

Football Mania Victim's Hysteria

“Woe is me,” when football season closes
Crimson Tide lost in a sea of roses
     Tampa Bucs, Tide, Seminoles
     To “off” my remote just strolls
I’ll use TM for football osmosis

My Coach Bowden-signed football is glass-encased
How do I endure the trauma I’ve faced?
     With my pompoms cast aside
     “Six-month drought!” I cried
“It would hurt less to have my face replaced.”

*Entry for Susan’s “Drama Queen” contest.

Poem Details | by Andrea Dietrich |
Categories: sea,

Charlie's New Ballad - no more Chicken of the Sea

The lawsuit by StarKist is valid.
Their long time promoter’s new ballad
warns fish to stay clear
of fisherman’s pier,
or end up in somebody’s salad!

For Carolyn Devonshire's Sea Tales Limericks - Old Or New - Prizes Poetry Contest

Categories: nonsense,

The crab is drab

                                  The crab is drab and sitting on a grab
                             Toasting his brown bread in the monster's lab
                                                The sea is creasy
                                                The crab is greasy
                                    He is street easy on a hansom cab

Poem Details | by Quentin Ehlinger |
Categories: summer,

Summer Search

Where have they gone, all those great days of yore
When we used to meet down by the sea shore,
Those high clouds above, just drifting away,
The smell of the sea, the gulls at their play.
Why do some think that that was a bore?
Maybe they've never done that before!

Poem Details | by Andrea Dietrich |
Categories: hope, political

Between the Devil and The Deep Blue Sea

Like sheep on a steep rocky slope,
We need to have guidance to cope.
We might fall and slide down
To the sea and all drown.
Heed the ShepherdHe’s our only hope.

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 POET. UNDERTAKER |
Categories: humor,

Extreme idiot

Once there was a woman called Curry Mean “the Queen”
Her persuasive dialog “you shut upI mean what I mean”
“It’s really mean to find the mean
 of the extremes queen and Dean”
bloody “extreme idiot” is no fair word to accuse Curry Mean!

////”Curry Mean” is Sea fish to cook//////

Poem Details | by bidyut bikash brahma |
Categories: humorous, imagination, introspection,

The soliloquies of my Imagination

A tale from the soliloquies of my imagination
Now I am thinking of evolution
My theory reveals the nature's mystery
"It all begins in the sea, our ancestry."
Scientists bow in my appreciation.

A tale from the soliloquies of my imagination
Now I am a doctor prescribing medication
My job is to keep diabetes at bay
"Please take this pill twice a day."
Patients are full of admiration.

A tale from the soliloquies of my imagination
Now I am an actor performing an imitation
My act amazes the most critical person
"It's elementary, my dear Watson."
A deserving Emmy nomination.

A tale from the soliloquies of my imagination
Now I am writer requiring direction
My book is a thriller
'Vengeance of a charitable killer.'
An interesting plot in formation.

A tale from the soliloquies of my imagination
Now I am an army officer defending my nation
My command evokes my army
"Today, we shall crush the enemy."
Daring acts of retribution.

A tale from the soliloquies of my imagination
Now I am a philosopher seeking a solution
My notion predicts the downfall of capitalist mentality
"Change we must for eco-friendly sustainability."
A guaranteed life time award and recommendation.

A tale from the soliloquies of my imagination
Now I am a leader of revolution
My speech inspires the people to fight
"Brothers and Sisters, it's our birth right."
A sea of charged up population.

A tale from the soliloquies of my imagination
Now I am building a perfect nation
My government is the epitome of socialism
"Minister, I see a populace full of optimism."
Few steps away from perfection.

A tale from the soliloquies of my imagination
Now I am a poet of aspiration
My prose is a limerick
"Hmm! It rhyme's with 'Blackadder's' 'Baldrick' "
It's a poetic exaggeration.

A tale from the soliloquies of my imagination
Now I am me dreaming about another impersonation
My brain needs to stop
"Oh God! need no more dreams to pop."
Wonder why I always keep dreaming a situation.

P.S  the soliloquies are in quotes

Poem Details | by catherine Reinke |
Categories: inspirational, nature, passion, seatree,

Palm Tree Delight

P   A   L   M      T    R     E      E      D   E   L   I   G   H   T
Written by Catherine Reinke

In your arms, I lay behold ,
gentle winds and sea salt kiss.
Shade full arms from hot sun bold 
coco milk sweet, lovers dish.

My naked skin, sun loves to play
lying under this palm tree day.

Listen  to your  arms wind sound.
No gentler tender song I’ve found.

Tension, grief, sorrow and more,
all left behind seaside’s door.

For here life’s origins, beget and made
ancient past lives, memories to fade.

But here in Tulum, my friendship sea
I find myself, in gentle palm tree.

And so from youth my memory serves
a poem that retold again deserves.

“that only God can make a tree and
…poems are written by fools like me”

Truly then and true today
That Godly art create tree play.

For made he did a vast array
charming comfort of trees I say.
Strong steadfast oaks.
Wispy willows.
Lilac purples for ones pillow.
Cedar pillars ancient.
Rain forest lush,
only the palm tree 
makes me bush.

Round coco breasts filled with milk.
Erect pillar penetrating fronds of silk.

So, in your arms I want to be
naked, contentment, happy and free.
And so end my tree poetic attempt
of my love affair palm tree spent.

Poem Details | by Earle Brown |
Categories: angst

I Cry Rivers for the Ocean

Republican fountain flows black
 on blue seas metamorphic rock, 
draining the earth’s core dry.
Greed streams while oceans cry.
The sea is sick but I’m shell shocked.

Poem Details | by T Wignesan |
Categories: humorous, sea, sea, universe,

Limerick: Once an-Other Anchor-Woman at Sea Anne-Anne

Limerick: Once an-Other Anchor-Woman at Sea Anne-Anne

Once an’ Anchor-Woman at Sea Anne-Anne
Slipped tongue into a Black Hole’s butt end
She came out Parallel
In multi-Verse pell-mell
Now she reads sweN at aeS (Ace) ennA-N*.

•	For the general knowledge of readers of this limerick, humble clarifications are offered hereThe capital letters: A, H, I, M, N, O, T, U, V, W, X, and Y are used without any visible change in the alphabet of our own Parallel Universe where – as everybody knows – Time regresses from Future to Past, i.e., e.gsay, from being “well-satiated” to being “hungry” and back forthHere, even though “N” is written as “N”, the pronunciation is unwaveringly: “nE”For more detailed explanations regarding the rules of prosody in our Parallel Uni-Verse, s’il vous plait, address your queries to Yours Truly at his address in Multi-Verse.
                                                 Merci Beaucoup!

© TWignesan – Paris,  2013

Poem Details | by T Wignesan |
Categories: lost love,

Limerick crochet: The Saga of Sea Anne-Anne

Limerick crochet: The Saga of Sea Anne-Anne

Once the Captain of the good ship Anne-Anne
Took to the waves to conquer the main.
Slept round the clock mid-ship
Towed his women aft-ship:
Yet women and ship turned on him in pain.

The Flying Oarsman won America gain
And tamed the raging waters Sea Anne-Anne.
One cup he never won
Was the Darling fourth one:
A touching tale this: the tears shed by Jane!

© TWignesan – Paris, 2013

Poem Details | by Charles Henderson |
Categories: funnysea, sea,

Scuba King

I had all my equipment checked.
Everything was laid out on deck.
We were suited for game.
By the time drop off came 
my nerves were totally a wreck.

I went down to the deep blue sea
to see what the sea would show me.
Got the scare of my life,
a fish big as my wife,
and the show in the sea was me.

Back on board I dared any to say
what went on in the sea that day.
Yes, my wife will attest.
She cleaned it her best,
but that suit, the smell won't go way.

May 25 2011 for Carolyn's contest

Poem Details | by Owen Yeates |
Categories: fantasy,


I was snorkelling in the sea 
When a fish he came up to me
Looked me straight in the eye
Then he spoke rather shy
Said “Bob” I said “no that’s not me”

Poem Details | by Grace Williams |
Categories: animals,


Zapholus was once his name One and alone since the storm Empty oceans, without claim Nestled him where he was borne Octopi then made him strong Round he grew, and twice as long Mates he saw on a beach Attacked a male to them reach Now you know the sea lion's song

Poem Details | by Andrew Crisci |
Categories: adventure, happiness, love, romance


Sky as infinite as deep thoughts,
foaming sea emitting sparkles,
glances brightened by romance,
a sweet urge to dance...
enjoying the peace of late hours.

Inspired by Linda-Marie's photo ps.JT76945.jpg
written by Andrew Crisci

Poem Details | by Jack Ellison |
Categories: friendship,

Not In Her Genes

Kimberly who lives in the Philippines Fell in love with a handsome marine Got married had a kid Resembled a squid Think sea water was to blame not her genes (All in fun sweet lady) © Jack Ellison 2015

Poem Details | by Andrew Crisci |
Categories: animalssea, sea,


Skimpy-wimpy sea lion, too afraid of the wild and hungry cat,
ran the quickest marathon, to crash into an enormous, drowsy elephant!
Before that incident, he happily danced...thinking he was in a parade;
oh, he liked to play under the gushing, splashing cascade;
and skimpy-wimpy sea lion, always had one keck of a good time getting wet!

Entered in Carolyn Devonshire's contest, " Sea tales Limericks "

Poem Details | by Thomas Martin |
Categories: appreciation, growing up, ocean,

Two in Sea Time

For the  child in us all.

Sea, sea can't catch me,
All the waves that I can see,
Would like to carry me away
Swallow my blue-eyed day
Swell up and float away wee, me.

That I respect my blowsy ocean
You cannot be a sea without motion,
Nor I a child without fear of your tides,
But oh they so give such fabulous rides,
When from you I teasingly run.

Poem Details | by T Wignesan |
Categories: humorous, lost, sea, lost,

Limerick: Once Anchor-Woman at Sea Anne-Anne

Limerick : Once Anchor-Woman at Sea Anne-Anne

Once Anchor-Woman at Sea Anne-Anne
Called Main-Chain-In-Vain-Gain-Mane-Rain-Van
Pulled anchor, lost finger
Put in place cucumber
Now sucks lost finger to spew news ban.

©  TWignesan – Paris,  2013

Poem Details | by Rick Parise |
Categories: death,

The Bell Tolls - November 10-1975

The wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald when trumpets sounded in herald twenty-nine lives where lost as the sea battered and tossed where all hope had fallin, imperiled
Poet-Rick Parise Wreck Of The Edmund Fitzgearld By Gordon Lightfoot

Categories: fun, nonsense,

Sea urchin Mallus

                                Sea urchin Mallus was very callous
                                Sent a million sand dollars to Sellus
                                         Sellus was an wolf eel	
                                          He wanted a roe deal
                                So he stole Stella's stole for a gallus

                Sea urchin Mallus/Limerick (C) RAJAT KANTI CHAKRABARTY

Poem Details | by Sean Rackley |
Categories: son,

In A Sea Of Goldfish

In a sea of goldfish sat a Bryce
He looked around, said, "Hey, this is nice!"
We fed him a bit more
He threw most to the floor
Then we gave him a bath once or twice

Poem Details | by T Wignesan |
Categories: humorous, woman, sea, sea,

Limerick: Once an Anchor Woman at Sea Anne-Anne

Limerick: Once an Anchor Woman at Sea Anne-Anne

Once an Anchor Woman at Sea Anne-Anne
Interviewed OFPRA* doing Can-Can
She said: Will you?
OF said: You, too!
And they rowed off in a rude bed-pan.

•	Office français pour la Protection des réfugiés
 et d’apatrides (French Office for the Protection 
of Refugees and Stateless Persons)

© TWignesan – Paris,  2013

Poem Details | by T Wignesan |
Categories: jealousy,

Limerick: Once our Senorita watched Sea Anne-Anne - 13

Limerick : Once our Senorita watched  Sea Anne-Anne – 13

Once our Senorita watched Sea Anne-Anne
What got her was all that Royal Can-Can :
« Little Rascal » - « Car Seat »
« New Father » - « New Hope » feat
So she changed sex to lure She-Anne-Anne !

© TWignesan – Paris, 2013

Categories: fun,

roasted crab

                             Sullivano  asked the roasted crab
                             Have you come from biology lab?
                                           And If you do
                                         Put on your shoe
                               Go to the sea you need a rehab

Poem Details | by Robert L. Hinshaw |
Categories: friendship,

My Favorite Devonshire

Yarns Of A Seafaress

Hemingway's famous "Old Man and the Sea"
Simply couldn't hold a candle to me
    I caught Ahab's great white whale
    Did some surfing on his tail
Made him jump through hoops 'fore I set him free

In Scotland I gave Nessie a big scare
As with my huge net, the beast I did snare
    I held on as Nessie tugged
    Then set her free as I shrugged
To tell the truth, Nessie hadn't a prayer

And now I've set my sights on the Kraken
Oh yes, I'm more than a fishing bumpkin
    And so for Norway I sail
    To prove women aren't frail
This giant squid is simply a munchkin

This wonderful poem epitomizes Carolyn's love for everything about the sea.
She has so creatively and entertainly regaled us with her delightful writes based on
her own personal sea adventures that have become and will remain classics  
I can picture Carolyn standing on the prow of a boat, her hair streaming in the wind,   
as it charges full steam ahead as she seeks further swashbuckling challenges beyond 
the horizon  She has been a supporter and encourager to me not only in poetic matters but personal matters as well I pray that her well of verse will never run dry!

Robert LHinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired

Poem Details | by Grace Williams |
Categories: animals, sea, sea,

Aquatic Version 2

Zanthalous was one time his name On the shores where his parents dwelt Endings came with the hurricane April storms ravaged his pelt Under stormy seas he was swept Going south even as he slept Until the icy lands Shoals above rock sands This sea's fish he came to accept Alone so long, he finally saw them New MatesFor this, by the bull he was condemned One male attacked him Rushed, and lost a limb Made Zanthalous king in land by sea hemmed And so ends the tale of the Finn-like Sea Lion None else so well follows the path of Orion

Poem Details | by Tom Wright |
Categories: funny, imagination, satire,

Ahoy Mate

An aging old sea captain named Hook,
Was a bloodthirsty pirate and a crook.
He leaned as he stood,
On his left leg of wood,
And from only his right eye he did look.

Categories: fun, nonsense,

I called Linda an orange girl

                                  I called Linda an orange girl
                              I kissed her apple cheek and curl
                                       She kissed me back
                                       And made her track
                                 To the deep sea of Albemarle

                   I called Linda an orange girl (C) Rajat kanti Chakrabarty

Poem Details | by MoonBee Canady |

Taylor and Her Sailor Limerick

Taylor and Her Sailor - Limerick

There Once Was A Lady Named Taylor
Who Fell In Love With A Two-Timing Sailor
One Day, She Caught Him In The Act
Now.That's Him On Cracker Jack !
For He's Either Lost At Sea or A Jump-Ship Traitor

           	Written & Copyrighted ©: 10/24/2013
                             by: MoonBee  Canady

Poem Details | by Doris Culverhouse |
Categories: seasea, sea,

Jeckyll Island

There once was a boy from Jeckyll Island Sound
He roamed the beach and in the sand he found
A sea shell, a snorkel
A buried grand paw and a shovel
Adventure awaits in the sand mound.

For the sea tale limerick contest!!
~~~Ninth place win in the contest!!~~~~

Categories: fun, nonsense,


                 She was lying on the Ethel’s turret with a sting in the tail
            Felt a squirt on her face and barrette; is it the end of the tale?
                    Water water everywhere water, not a drop to drink
                  Ho ho the machine does totter, not a moment of wink
 She yanked her pants up ,tail between legs, and crossed the sea without sail