Posts Tagged With: Ocean

Haiku – 3 Looks at Shell

A white sandy beach

Young child racing through the grains

Spies a tiny shell

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Multi-colored shell

Resting in a tidal pool

Waiting to be claimed

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Shells upon the beach

One by one they are picked up

Lasting memories

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For more prompts like “shell” go here: Haiku Horizons

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And because I’ve been singing this one all morning.

Thought I would share.

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Haiku – 2/10/2017

Tropical breezes

Somewhere deep inside my head

Stir this winter day

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Thanks Pixabay

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Haiku – On A Summer Day

Whimsical children

Dancing barefoot in the surf

Splashing in the waves

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For more prompts like “whimsy” go here: A Week for Writing

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Haiku – Dancing with the Sun

A shady palm tree

Escaping to paradise

Soaking up the sea

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Sidlak: Talking Tropics

Thank you for the inspiration Quirky Shine: quirkyshine.wordpress.com

*Sidlak poetry (sid/lak) is a structured poetry consisting of 5 lines with 3-5-7-9 syllables AND A COLOR. The last line must be a COLOR that describes the whole poem or the feelings of the writer.

Ocean side

Sitting with my toes

Firmly planted in the sand

Underneath a loud flapping palm tree

Blue

That’s my first attempt at Sidlak Poetry. I would love to hear some thoughts on it and I would love to see what you can do. Post your Sidlak poem either in the comments section or your own blog. Swing back over and leave me your link so I can check it out.

Great version of this Buffett classic.

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Haiku – Going Coastal

Beach destination

Listening to the waves crash

Feet in warm soft sand

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Haiku – By the Light of the Moon

A long midnight cruise

Sails up, filled out, billowing

Across the ocean

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For more prompts like “cruise” go here: Haiku Horizons

This song came to mind when I saw this challenge.

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Haiku – Sailboat

Ocean going ship

Sails billowing, fat and full

Gliding on the blue

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I woke up after the 3 a.m. feed this morning with a Jimmy Buffett song playing on my headphone (yes, I said head phone. I lost the ear bud cover to the other piece, so I lopped off that one and just kept the one. Helps when feeding the baby or listening out for her cries). Anyway, a Buffett song was on and it got me thinking about the beach. Then that got me thinking about this Haiku.

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Haiku – Monday Prompts

 

Coffee and caffeine

Fill me up before I start

My stay at home day

For more prompts like “before” go here: Haiku Horizons

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A red widow’s walk

Cross and photo in her hand

She waits for his ship

For more wordles like this go here: A Week for Writing

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Haiku – Float

Adrift on the sea

Tide guiding the small brown boat

Going where it leads

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For more prompts like “float” go here: Haiku Horizons

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Free for Friday: Evil Beach

A short story about two boys who discover a hidden beach and the evil deadly secrets that lie within its soft white grains of sand.

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The old man sat on his wooden porch, rocking slowly back and forth in his rocking chair. He watched the waves of the ocean, crashing salty onto the shore. His two grandkids were sitting upon the wooden steps of the porch, waiting patiently for his first tale. He lit his pipe and then turned his eyes upon them. EBRyan and Alex smiled with child-like glee. They loved their granddad’s stories, and to them he was everything.

“Let me tell you kids a story,” he replied, with his old gruff voice, which sounded like sandpaper being rubbed softly across wood. He took a puff on his pipe as the smell of cherries permeated the warm autumn air. “This is a story about The Living Sand, a true tale about two boys, both about your age.”

Ryan and Alex let out a short gasp as they heard this.

The old man just smiled; his wrinkled face creasing as he did. “These two adventurous boys had found this cave, but were unaware of the hidden beach it opened up on.” He took a puff on the pipe, a pause, and then went back to the story. “The youngest boy, let’s call him Seth, and the oldest we will call him Junior. When these two found the cave, they began to dare one another to go in first, each one as scared as the other, but Junior, went first. He took the flashlight and stepped into the moss-covered entrance to the cave . . .”

A puff of the pipe, the smell of cherries wafted and floated, as the story began.

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Haiku – Storm Surge

Intense waves pounding

Shoreline buried by water

Back to sea it goes

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For more prompts like “water” go here:

Haiku Horizons

For scary good stories about the beach and ocean go here:

Evil Beach

Dead under the Sea

Duma Key

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Haiku – Safety in the Storm

Sailor’s protector

High above the rocky shore

A distant lighthouse

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Haiku – Tropical Head-Cleaning

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Weekend getaway

White sandy beach, ocean waves

Cold drink in my hand

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Golden Pirate Wednesday

A bit more of my novel – The Tale of the Golden Pirate: The Parson Slang Adventures.

He arrived on time just like he always did, but there was no sign of Tony. He had kids and a wife. It was to be expected.

Parson leaned over and grabbed his gloves along with his running water bottle. No matter how cold it was, he always carried that bottle with him. Parson had learned that lesson the hard way. While he sat there waiting, he thought about GOLDENthe map and the thoughts that had been running around in his head since he first saw it – could he leave, should he leave, would he leave, could he take a leap of faith, he was comfortable so why mess it up, etc.etc.etc. and blah, blah, blah. The thoughts just kept on a running. When Parson got his brain on something, he rarely let it go. He sometimes had nightmares about a gigantic monster with a flashing sign on its head chasing after him. This sign would just keep blinking the words “Do it now” over and over again. He would wake up in the middle of the night and just do what it was that was bugging him. When he went back to sleep, that monster was always gone.

Find more here: Parson

Thanks for reading and following.

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Haiku – Buffett Dreaming

This Haiku was inspired by this post: Sherry Fundin.

Check out her site for awesome book reviews and occasional side bars.

She has been a big supporter of mine. Thanks Sherry for all you’ve done for me.

Here’s the Haiku:

A boat on the water

Sails full, filled with warm salt air

Sea breeze in my face

 

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Haiku – Topical Tropical

Spitting snow today

Ocean dreams washing through me

Filled with warm salt air

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Haiku – Light in the Storm

Cold and blustery

Winter winds, snow, and the sea

Lighthouse standing strong

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This song came on Pandora this morning. It got me thinking about the massive winter storms that roll across the great lakes and the oceans. It inspired this Haiku.

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Free to Read December 15th and 16th – Evil Beach: The Sand is Alive!

A short story about two boys who discover a hidden beach and the evil deadly secrets that lie within its soft white grains of sand.

A short story about two boys who discover a hidden beach and the evil deadly secrets that lie within its soft white grains of sand.

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When they reached the cave, they stopped.

Junior turned on his dad’s flashlight, which pushed out a light that was almost worthy of spotlight status. This light was somewhat soothing to the boys even though their heart rate didn’t agree. They were now beyond timid. They had now moved on to full-blown scared, but they weren’t about to turn around now.

They made their way into the cave with caution and ease, as the darkness wrapped around their small little bodies. It was a suffocating darkness, and Seth could swear he couldn’t breathe once they were inside. He wondered if Junior was feeling the same effect.

Seth looked behind him, and it was disheartening to see the full moon light was now gone none of its beams could penetrate this darkness.

They moved on, deeper into the cave, Junior’s beam of light doing its best to cut through the black. Seth thought it looked like it was struggling to do its job, but it gave them enough light to see by.

In every corner there stood a ghost or goblin, or some fiend ready to snuff out their young life, vague objects picked up by the struggling light. The coolness of the cave helped to add to this and so did the wind. Its voice inside the cave (stronger than the last time they were here) was one of a ghost like howl.

Somehow they found the entrance that led to the abandoned beach, found it or were guided to it – something to ponder upon.

“Are you sure about this?” Seth didn’t care if he was called a baby or not. He was on shaky knees, and he wasn’t afraid to admit it.

Junior surprised him with this answer. “We can turn back now if you want.”

Seth thought about it for a moment. “We’ve come this far. Why turn back now?”

The boys gave one more pause, and then they stepped through the hole and onto the abandoned beach . . .

Read it here free for the next 2 days. Happy Reading.

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Free to read today (10/24/2014): Ghostly Visitations and Southern Destinations: A Parson Slang Adventure eBook

I kept seeing this one as a free download today, and I couldn’t figure out why. I started to panic thinking there was a mistake or something like that – maybe Amazon accidentally set it free by accident. Before I panicked too much, I checked my free promotions for the day, and lookey there. My book was set to run free and I had forgotten all about it. I’m usually right on top of these things. Guess I just flaked on this one. Anyway, with that said, grab a copy if you like. This one is on me for the day. Happy Halloween!

 

An Action-Adventure tale about pirates, ghosts, buried treasure, doomed love affairs, double crosses, drug deals, and creatures made of slime. An eclectic tale combining the world of Jimmy Buffett and Stephen King.

… There comes a moment in all our lives when we sit back and do a mental inventory. We, in essence, see our lives flash before our eyes. Parson Slang was taking that mental inventory as he sat on the edge of the bed, waiting, a box of shells beside him and hands within reach of a shotgun that would end a human life. He hoped it wouldn’t come to that. The deal is done once the body goes cold. There was no turning back …Parson was, at one point in time, a warehouse worker. A simple day to day guy, and then that Golden Pirate showed up with the map leading to buried treasure. Parson had debated about it for a good long time, but the chance to wind up rich in this world was too much for him to pass up. So he took the next step, and journeyed beyond his front door, into this new life where he found himself sitting on a bed with a shotgun in his hand, waiting for the door to open.Follow Parson’s journey as he is double-crossed, pushed into endless peril, and asked to do things most people are rarely asked to do.Does he get his buried treasure? Does he get that easy life so many of us dream about?The answers lie within the pages.This EBook also contains a Short Story called “The Living Sand.” This small story is about two boys who discover the secrets of a forgotten hidden beach.

via Amazon.com: Ghostly Visitations and Southern Destinations: A Parson Slang Adventure eBook: Anthony Renfro: Kindle Store.

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