Dare-Devils of the Sea
The Acrobatic ‘Man-Bird-Fish! '
Man flies in air wingless, ‘bird-like’!
Man swims in water like a fish;
Man acrobatics monkey-like;
Man does most things as per his wish!
Man dives from cliffs and rocks so high,
And floats a moment just swan-like,
Taking risks, unafraid to die,
Plunging head-down, into the sea!
Cliff-diving is a thrilling sport,
Courageous and perilous;
The daring ones make it their forte;
Now swimming pools look courteous!
In three seconds, they touch the sea;
The entry-splash looking, so neat
A spectacle, incredibly.
Nick Fluge dived down sixty-five feet!
You’ve got to train for days, weeks, years,
With risks disastrous, if you miss;
Tho’ Scuba’ equipment and gears
Protect some persons, from death’s kiss!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 1-9-2008
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All in a Few Moments!
Up on the rocky ledge,
A moment as a man;
Up in the air afloat,
A moment like a bird;
Down through the air, he falls,
A moment plunging fast;
Down through the water, goes
A moment like a fish;
Up through the water, comes
A moment, man again!
Cliff-diving is a skill;
It is a drill;
It is by will;
It can even kill;
In waters still,
It looks so easy
For the dare-devil!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 1-11-2008
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Nick Fluge, Cliff-diving in Acapulco
Flies love, swan-like across the sky
From rocky edge- a moment’s try:
With four limbs raised above the head,
And torso seeming, almost dead!
Taut muscles hold the skeleton
As if it’s frozen on the run,
Twenty-five meters high up in
The air, in total perfection.
Breath held in inspiration full,
The cliff-diver now plunges down
In perfect stance, as head first strikes
The surface waters of the sea.
The golden sun-set forms a veil
Of light of varied hues and shapes;
The diver’s body looking dark,
And touching down in three seconds!
What nerves of steel and stamina!
What acrobatics in the air!
What risks and fears of life and death
Pass through the minds, of those who dare!
Love plunges deep into the sea,
The diver coming up afree:
An act of seconds, masterly-
The world is held spell-bound truly!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 1-10-2008
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Futile is Life if Swapped!
A fish out of its water-bowl!
A Pup within a fishes’-bowl!
–Unnatural are both these things,
And life could end for both earthlings!
Fish-gills are meant for oxygen
Dissolved in water and not air;
Pup’s lungs need air to breathe and live;
It can’t stay long under-water!
Fish-fins help it to move about
In water most effortlessly;
A pup can’t be confined without
the needed space to run and play!
All lives are meant for habitats
Specifically pre-destined;
One cannot live a normal life,
With living conditions exchanged!
God made the land for beasts with lungs
To breathe the oxygen in air;
God made the fish cold-blooded to
Swim freely and feed in water.
God made each being with purpose;
Man cannot fly like birds of air;
Nor can he live within water;
Each one must know his/her confines!
Why risk one’s life to do a thing,
Which is not worth the risks, one takes?
Why play with life – a priceless gift
From God above to all earthlings?
The fool endangers his one life
To do something that is worthless;
Great souls will sacrifice their lives
In saving many more brethren!
Life is most precious wealth on earth;
Spend all our wealth to save our health.
Copyright by Dr John Celes 8-5-2008
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Love Rules the Diver’s Feat!
Love goads the fall from off the cliff so high!
Love keeps afloat the man, bird-like in sky;
Love frees the mind off risks, unwanted fear;
Love takes the plunge into the sea, now near.
Love bubbles up the diver truly fast,
To gasp for air, above the sea so vast;
Love fills the heart with dare-devilish art;
Love rules the diver’s every, risky feat!
Love rules the diver’s every feat;
Love rules the diver’s feat!
fondly dedicated to Elegance20
Copyright by Dr John Celes 1-13-2008
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Sky And Water
Birds fly in the sky,
Below the fishes
Swim in the big flat sea.
A bird
Jumps into the water,
Head down, aiming
To catch a fish.
Deeper,
A fish, as it swims up
Toward the surface,
Catches the birds.
As the fish jumps into the air,
A bird catches the fish.
Fishes are birds,
Only water is not like
The air.
poem by Atef Ayadi
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Sonnet: Why Waste …?
Why waste your voice, extolling men on earth,
Who don’t deserve the smallest praise, you give?
Why waste your life in earthly aims since birth,
When there are better things for which to live?
Why waste your talents, earning name and fame,
When nothing we can take back when we die?
Why waste your precious days in acts of shame,
When we can thank the Lord and God, Most High?
Why waste your labor, building things that break,
When you can share the love of God with all?
Why waste your life in taking risks to make
One skyscraper, that must anytime fall?
Why waste God-given time in sin and vice,
When God expects us to remain soul-wise?
Copyright by Dr John Celes 2-9-2008
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Does a Fish go Pee?
Does a fish go pee
when it's swimming in the sea?
Does it ever get the notion
when it's swimming in the ocean?
Does a fish take a leak
when it's swimming in the creek?
Do they do it in a muddle
when you see them in a puddle?
Does a fish ever miss when it's taking a @! &%
and they find urination
in the farmer's irrigation?
Do you think they're rather fond
of going potty in the pond...
and then, for goodness sake,
do they go while in the lake?
Do they tinkle at all
while in the waterfall?
Could you see a yellow gleam
as they do it in the stream?
Now take a little quiz:
Does a fish ever whiz?
Does a fish go pee
when it's swimming in the sea?
(Written in 1990)
poem by Cathe Ferguson
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Life
We have to take some risks
To do some things in life;
We have to do some things,
Despite the added strife!
We have to weigh the risks
To benefits in each;
We can’t do things in haste
For aims in life to reach.
We cannot waste our time
God-given, precious-most;
Time is the same to all
To labor or is lost.
For everything in life,
We ought to make a start;
There is so much to do
Before we can depart.
A lazy-bone is one
Who never can find time;
We have to work all life
In any type of clime.
True greatness comes to few
Who struggle right from birth;
No one is born just great
But makes it upon earth!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 9-6-2009
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Praying Mantis
The praying mantis hardly prays!
By camouflage, it takes its preys;
It hunts insects that fly all days;
A carnivore, it always stays!
Its eyes see well for sixty feet!
It lives on branches green to eat;
Sometimes, its color looks like wheat;
It turns its neck full circle neat.
The female kills the male in sex;
Big ones can eat a frog and vex;
They are not poisonous at all;
They climb quite fast a tree or wall!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 7-27-2008
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The Fish in Yonder Pond
There was a fish in yonder pond
His fins of which he was not fond
For walking was his goal, you see-
to walk around like you or me
He leaped up high into the air,
and saw a bouncing, bumbling, bear.
He was about on two hind feet,
the fish found this to be quite neat.
And so one day, he made a vow
to grow some feet, he wondered how.
He went to bed, yet he was sad.
He had no feet, and this was bad.
But when he woke, to his surprise
No fins were there, but feet and thighs!
For a young polliwog was he
not fish, not bird, not man, nor tree!
Twas fun to be a polliwog,
but better, a free, fearless frog.
While fearless yes, but careless too,
They caught the frog; He's in the zoo!
poem by Mela Marie
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When You Start To Talk About Nothing
the moment you start to talk about nothing
mind you, this nothing becomes something
and this something becomes something more
like a raindropp falling becoming a worm
the worm becoming a fish
the fish becoming a bird
the bird becoming a man
smaller ones taking bigger shapes
until it becomes a part of you
until it becomes you
until it becomes something bigger than you
all it takes is just a simple beginning
and you making meaning shaping bigger things
more than yourself
more than you can ever think of at the end
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Sonnet - Risks
Sometimes, the risks we take are colossal!
Just for the sake of some extra-money;
Sometimes, the risk is inevitable;
You have to face the Bees, to get honey.
There is a risk in things, all that we do;
To what extent to take is the question;
A man could die in a water-pool too!
There're risks to progress for any nation.
A risk to soul, no one should ever take;
No mortal sin is worth its weight in joy;
If sugar's burnt, it turns useless the cake;
On seeing land, the Captain cries, ' Ahoy! '
One's risks should not outweigh the sequelae;
Regain soul's purity, don’t you delay.
poem by John Celes
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Tiny Rhyme
Fish oh! fish
swish a miss
wish on hiss
shush to hush
Push push
oh! fish
flush a blush
fresh 'n' mush
Fish oh! fish
slush the gush
slash in gash
splash the plush
Fish oh! fish
pose to posh
rush a mash
fish oh! gosh!
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A Wingless Bird?
We dwell in thee Oh God
As the fish dwells in the sea
We find our place in you
As a lock is to a key
To walk outside your presence
Is like a bird that has no wings
This bird that cannot fly
Is the bird that cannot sing
When we have left our first love
Then we stand outside the door
When this lion opens up its mouth
This lion finds it cannot roar
To dwell in any other place
Than deep within His heart
Is to stand upon the platform
And watch the train depart
Oh Lord we find our place in you
As the bird soars in the sky
If our place is not in you
Then we must surely die
Can a fish live out of water?
Can the wingless bird begin to fly?
Could a flower bloom in perpetual darkness?
Or would the flower surely die?
You are the wings that give us flight
You are the Sun that ends the night
You are the waters of the deep
You are the harvest that we reap
I am your exceeding great reward
Seek me with all your heart
Dwell with Me, your King, your Lord
And we shall never be apart
poem by Frank McEleny
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The Fish and the Sky
Once there was a fish living in a stream
Where water was clear and the surface gleam
Food was abundant and large predators away
The fish was passing happily its days
One day the fish looked up and noticed the sky
So blue and endless and free in its eyes
Suddenly it saw a flock of birds moving by
And immediately yearned that it itself could fly
With passing of time the fish’s desire grew
No longer with happiness its mind was ruled
It no more noticed clear water and surface gleam
Lack of predators and abundance of food became unimportant things
Finally the desire was too much for the fish to bear
So, it relentlessly jumped out of water into the air
In doing so the fish met its ultimate death
Devoured by a bird watching its crazy stunt.
poem by Henry Chen
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A fish that drinks like a fish, that is a fish in excess
A fish that fishes in troubled waters, that is a fish taking advantage of another fish in trouble
A fish that fishes or cuts bait, well, to be or not to be, to retreat or to attack, that is the fishy question
A fish that is neither fish nor fowl, is a fish that is neither one nor the other, lacking some convictions
A fish out of water, is a fish feeling left out, no longer in his accustomed environment
Do you have other fish to fry for now?
Is there other matter requiring my attention?
Poor fish,
the lake is finally fished out from his fishy mind.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Some things that can happen with a fish
A fish that drinks like a fish, that is a fish in excess
A fish that fishes in troubled waters, that is a fish taking advantage of another fish in trouble
A fish that fishes or cuts bait, well, to be or not to be, to retreat or to attack, that is the fishy question
A fish that is neither fish nor fowl, is a fish that is neither one nor the other, lacking some convictions
A fish out of water, is a fish feeling left out, no longer in his accustomed environment
Do you have other fish to fry for now?
Is there other matter requiring my attention?
Poor fish,
the lake is finally fished out from his fishy mind.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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don’t take undue risks
for life is so priceless
risks shouldn’t be lethal
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Risks
In the taking of risks,
One makes the decision...
To boldly take those steps,
With a fear inside that may be felt...
Although from outer appearances,
That fear one knows may not be shown.
And if not for the taking of risks,
Advancements enjoyed might not be known.
Leaving those who began alone,
In the taking of them...
Seldom bestowed the credit for those risks taken.
Or share in the getting of those benefits given.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Modern Kid
Born abroad and growing strong
Away from home and motherland
Growing in cosy environs
Pampered by parents, neglected
Loner lost amidst high-tech toys
Craving for love and tender care
Glued to the idiot-box, web-world
Autistic and having own ways
Throwing temper-tantrums for things
Reckless, careless and mischievous
Aping adults, taking all risks
Eating fast foods with fashion fads.
Copyright by Dr John Celes 14-04-'12
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