Writing

I'm Not Giving Up, I'm Just Giving In.

A Poem by Omar

This is a piece I wrote about letting go of all the things that torment me from the past, the unresolved issues I allowed to fester and rot within me,..

THE ROARING BLUE AND WHITE

A Poem by Quickbeam

At peace is that solitary feeling you have with the ocean. The intimate conversation with the crashing surf, immersed in the cool rolling water. ..

Maritime Vision

A Poem by Anna

I wake to the scream of my alarmpulled from underwater, ripped from your arms;I am dragged out of the sea, I want to go down;I want to go back to your..

Becoming one

A Poem by Wannabewriter16

Where my mind has taken me

Waves

A Poem by Ajla

Swish Swishthe air, the breeze, the windswish swish swishthe salt scent hits your nosethe fresh scentlike a candle from your living roomthe freshwater..

Remember Moby ?

A Poem by ROXANE DORSEY

night's sky signifyingsilencing crescent mooncoloring starsclouds enshroudinking silky darknesslinking life diligentlypeeling eyesperiscopeAtlantic wa..

The lay of Idríel and the yearning for the ..

A Poem by ~Sarah~ Idríel The..

The lay of Idríel ANDThe yearning for the Sea The first stars had appeared on the Western sky at the time when she arrived to the se..

I

A Story by k.

I am the waves. I can be loud, I can be quiet. Some like my presence while I’m a nuisance to others. I cause pain, or happiness. It’s blac..

Insanity between Water, Earth and Sky

A Poem by Golnazhg

He never asked to part any oceans, but stood waiting by the side gazing out, from the shores, pleading with you to let him swim closer..

Attribute by life to love the while...

A Story by Lyana

On the waves ; some grace was appearing in the sky ... sun light was disappearing ,moon was waiting to come and sandwas shinning ...so boldly....

Drooping Lids

A Poem by Satish Verma

Like it was pain of sea. The waves are not rising.

UNDERWEAR AND GOLD

A Chapter by Peter Rogerson

Dave makes a vital discovery on Skegness beach...

The Omens

A Poem by Voidless

The calming, destructive omen of the tides gives no stress, no sweat no panic, no tears only invitation the ocean’s warm breath comes in ..

Sea of Memory

A Poem by Beth Lindsay

Sands of time are fleeting and we long for that distant show of our past selves.

THE ADVENTURES OF FINN

A Book by MAD ENGLISHMAN

Shadow in the Shipyard

A Poem by Anna

The text on the page is inking-blinking- he doesn't know,that I hear the way he writes.What lowly, crawling thing waits in the storm?The words are slo..