Your mind's ocean
Swimming away
swimming away
swimming away yeah
swimming through the deep blue ocean
nothing but red skies ahead
so put on ya hat and sun screen lotion
operation over cooperation
go swimming in your mind's ocean
The water so still
and the wind in motion
i'll be up and alive
before i'm down and moping
wake up in the water
before you drown
i'll make you want to smile
with my speechless frown
so put on ya hat and sun screen lotion
operation over anticipation
go swimming in your mind's ocean
Thoughts of doom and no hope
I'll dropp them in the oceans deep
To save my eyes when i grope
Dead to the world in this cool sleep
Swimming away
Swimming away
we'll swim all night
And walk all day
so put on ya hat and sun screen lotion
operation over destination
Lets go swimming
Lets go Swimming
in your mind's ocean
poem by Allen Steble
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I Go Swimming
Ooh, I go swimming, swimming in the water
Swimming in the river, swimming in the sea
I go swimming
I go swimming, swimming in the water
Swimming in the pool, swimming is cool
I go swimming
The sun is burning, I am yearning
For the waterflow (waterflow)
Next to my skin i, like to begin a
Waterflow (waterflow)
Letting off steam I float in a dream,
I cant let go (cant let go)
Follow my wishes, follow the fishes
Down below (down below)
I go swimming
I need water, water to drink
Water on my brain, water sustain,
Water over me
I want water, water I need
Water to think, water to drink
Water over me
The sun is burning, I am yearning
For the waterflow (waterflow)
Next to my skin i, like to begin a
Waterflow (waterflow)
Letting off steam I float in a dream,
I cant let go (cant let go)
Follow my wishes, follow the fishes
Down below (down below)
I go swimming
I go swimming, I go swimming
Swimming in water, swimming in water, swimming in water
Water all over me
Swimming in water, swimming in water, swimming in water
I go swimming, I go swimming
I go swimming, I go swimming
Swimming, I go swimming
Oh I go swimming, I go swimming
Water all over me
Swimming in water, swimming in water, swimming in water
Water all over me
Swimming in water, swimming in water, swimming in water
Water all over me
Swimming in water, swimming in water, swimming in water
Water all over me
song performed by by Peter Gabriel
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Life is this
Swimming is
Not excise...
Swimming is
Not hobby...
Swimming is
Not work...
Swimming is
Life...
Yes...
Swimming is
Life...
For all fishess....
Boat and ship
Without breath...!
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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Seven Oceans Of Pain! ! !
Swimming across the first ocean, i met my friend-tears,
he has been living there all alone for now many years,
he keeps count of all the little tears that i have shed,
on every tear, her name is tagged and my future is read.
Swimming across the second ocean, i met my friend-peace,
he left me the day my heart broke into million piece,
sitting on that island, he keeps the broken pieces whole,
and will hand over it to me, when i depart with my soul.
Swimming across the third ocean, i met my friend-night,
he lives there holding onto all my dreams ever so tight,
every dream showcases a portrait of my never ending love,
a love thats destiny seems to lie in the heaven above.
Swimming across the fourth ocean, i met my friend-smile,
he left me the day she refused to walk down the aisle,
he captures all the sadness that lies beneath my face,
and keeps them safely in my memories for me to chase.
Swimming across the fifth ocean, i met my friend-fears,
everytime i try to go in search of her, he just appears,
he stands in my way, with the sign that signals THE END,
for my heart is damaged way beyond any force could mend.
Swimming across the sixth ocean, i met my friend-time,
he seems to have deserted me after i did that crime,
a crime of loving someone more than what i could do,
now i'm just waiting for that portal to let me through.
Swimming across the seventh ocean, i met my friend-fate,
love is a hard journey, and not all can enter this gate,
in every journey undertaken the pain will always remain,
to succeed you have to cross this 'Seven Oceans Of Pain'.
poem by Kumar Kumar
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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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I Am (Mermaid)
I am a magical mermaid swimming in the tropical sea.
I wonder what new adventures each day will bring.
I hear happy dolphins chattering while they leap into the air.
I see the golden sunset sparkling on the water's rippling surface.
I want to live in this paradise forever.
I am a magical mermaid swimming in the tropical sea.
I pretend I am queen of the ocean, and all its creatures are my loyal subjects.
I feel the turquoise water cooling my skin.
I touch round, milky-white pearls and swirling light-pink seashells.
I worry that the beautiful ocean will soon become an ugly mess of filth and toxins.
I cry when I see careless humans destroying my home.
I am a magical mermaid swimming in the tropical sea.
I understand the hypnotic songs of crooning blue whales.
I say that the ocean is the prettiest place in the whole world.
I dream of swimming with sea turtles, finding treasure on ancient sunken galleons.
I try to live every moment to the fullest.
I hope all forms of pollution will soon come to an end.
I am a magical mermaid swimming in the tropical sea.
poem by Kimberly Kastner
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Tears..Peace..Night Smile..Fear..Time..Fate. The Seven Oceans Of Pain
Swimming across the first ocean, i met my friend-tears
he has been living there, for so many many years
he keeps count of all the tears, i have shed
on every tear, her name is tagged, and my future is read.
Swimming across the second ocean, i met my friend-peace
he left me, the day my heart shattered to pieces
im the master of peace, said, he'll keep the shattered pieces whole
i'll hand your heart over to you, when i departure with your soul.
Swimming across the third ocean, i met my friend-night
he lives there holding on to my dreams so very tight
in every dream, there's a showcase, a portrait of my never ending love
love, love destiny only lies in the heavens above.
Swimming across the fourth ocean, i met my friend :) smile
he deserted me the day she refused to walk down the aisle
capturing all the sadness that lies beneath my face
he said go i'll keep them safe, there'll be in your memory for you to chase.
Swimming across the fifth ocean, i met my friend fear
everytime i try to go in search of her
he appeares in my way with a sing that signals this is the end
i fear not, i fear not, i fear not, for my heart is damaged and will it ever mend?
Swimming across the sixth ocean, i met my friend-time
he laughed and said, your late thats a crime, yes a crime of loving her
thats what happens when you love someone more than what you could do
now my friend, you have to wait in line, for your portal to let you through.
Swimming across the seventh ocean, i met my friend fate
care in his eyes, you know love is a hard journey, and not all can enter its gate
in every journey you take my friend, the pain will always remain
for you to succeed you have to cross the Seven Oceans Of Pain.
My friends
Tears..Peace..Night
Smile..Fear..Time..Fat e.
The Seven Oceans Of Pain.
Written in Salma Torrez's notes
since 2001
Copyright.
poem by Salma. Torrez
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Going in the Sea
Going to the sea is like swimming in the ocean adrift,
Sensing a movement through breathing and swathing,
Bridging the hurt and basically dancing and winning
Each swim, each binary motion, or what I call it.
This unique redress shines from up above,
My rehearsal carried itself to this world
When beginnings were major, far too major.
The swimming act is special as pies for a cook
And a chef. So chefs do bite water in the form of action.
I think food is in the planet late. Too much drink
In the meantime.
We are ocean, trouble and blood which thinks
Like a swimmer in mud, in the entire sea at night.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Pool Of Blood
I was swimming.
Swimming in a pool of blood,
That wasn’t my own.
I realised it was your blood.
It was your blood and it was my fault.
I didn’t mean to.
I didn’t think.
It happened and I cant change it,
But I’m going to drown in it.
I deserve to drown in it.
Don’t I?
It was my fault and nothing will change that.
So I’ll stop swimming,
I’ll drown and everything will be right again.
Everything will be normal.
Except, neither of us will be in the world.
We’ll be in this pool of blood,
Together, forever.
So, I was swimming,
But now I’m not,
And I don’t know why?
poem by Rachel Brewer
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I'm swimming but can't.
I'm swimming but sinking.
I'm swimming but can't.
haiku by Raven Bishop
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I Am Going For A Swimm
I am going for
Swimm in God's
Swimming pool
And at the same time
I feel that I am being blessed by God
While I am swimming in his swimming pool
poem by Aldo Kraas
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Empty Ocean
Upon the empty ocean,
Across the empty sea,
A little man treads water,
That little man is me.
I feel cold and forgotten,
What keeps me going on?
So easy just to let go,
And sink down to the bottom.
I'm swimming for my life,
Completely lost at sea,
Swimming in betrayal,
Of what she did to me.
It's hard to think so clearly,
When trust and love has gone,
And nothings left but my boys' smile,
And a voice that says 'Hold on! '
poem by Phillip Alan Green
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Where Is My Mind
With your feet in the air and your head on the ground
You tried this trick, and spin it
Your head would collapse but theres nothing in it, so you ask your self
Where is my mind?
Where is my mind?
Where is my mind?
Way out in the water
See it swimming
I was swimming in the carribean
Animals were hiding behind the rock
Except for the fish and it told me
I swear its trying to talk to me
Where is my mind?
Where is my mind?
Where is my mind?
With your feet in the air and your head on the ground
You tried this trick, spinning
Your head would collapse but theres nothing in it, so you ask your self
Where is my mind?
Where is my mind?
Where is my mind?
Way out in the water
See it swimming
song performed by by Nada Surf
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Between you and sports
Skating is the lost dream
that I once had
the one that was never with you
but always in my mind.
Swimming is to come back to the past
the moment where I first met you
that's why to be in water
means to see you by my side.
So I remember the water
with fresh splashes
and the wonderful sight of you
swimming along the pool.
Then I'll go
deep under the sea
and go over a great slope
to skate through my dreams
and be under the water to refresh my soul
walking always along streams
poem by Maria Jose Cid Velazquez
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Swimming in the sea
Summertime is here
And it is time for me to swim
Bodies of all shapes and sizes
Will be evident in the sea
Swimming in the sea
Provides closure of the winter for me
After being secluded for a few months
It is time to embrace the sea
I hope the sea will not be full
As I would really like to swim
The tingle of water through my feet
Provides peace for me
My body becomes accustomed to the sea
As the heat linger on over the beach
I am engulfed by the waves
“ Ooops…” I am far back in the sea
I see various shapes floating in the sea
They take up all the space
I can hardly breathe
It is hard for me to swim
There are bodies all around me
“Fok! Hoe kan ‘n mens so swem”
Swimming in the sea provides solitude for me
Swimming in the sea sets me free!
poem by Lee John Siebritz
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Under The Grass
I look out at you
over the open blue sky
growing dark
when the sun
like an orange
what a ball
it glows red
and turning to you
saying i say
to you
i do not know
the sea
today
how the wind blows
will it blow
for me to speak
it says
and saying you say
as you want
me to say and we stay
salty water
and blowing the wind
blows as it must
my thoughts as the waves
are as small as the fish
swimming about
in between our toes
and swimming they swim
under the grass
as the waves
pull one back out
deep too sea.
poem by Is It Poetry
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Theme From The Bottom
I feed from the bottom, you feed from the top
I live upon morsels you happen to drop
And coffee that somehow leaks out of your cup
If nothing comes down then Im forced to swim up
On the way upwards, the colors come back
But all along the bottom is blue, grey, and black
The darkness is cold and perception goes wrong
And the night seems to go on incredibly long
So I ask you why if Im swimming by,
Dont you see anything youd like to try?
Pantomime mixtures of heaven and earth
Jumbled events that have less than no worth
Time in the forest to dig under rocks
Or float in the ocean asleep in a box
Or sink just below all the churning and froth
And swim to the light source or fly like a moth
So toss away stuff you dont need in the end
But keep whats important and know whos your friend
So I ask you why if Im swimming by,
Dont you see anything that youd like to try?
If Im swimming by
From the bottom, from the top ( x 8 )
song performed by by Phish
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For An Ocean Park Maintenance
To all the maintenance people…
Around the world…
Who keep Aquarians clean…
You have a hard job…
Making what the public and kids see…
As a dream…
A water world of beauty from the…
Ocean and Sea’s to us the people…
So clean and fresh…
Who cleans’ up the swimming mess…?
Most of us don’t have a clue…
So I am tipping my hat off to you…
I wish to thank you for being there…
Thank you for your love and care…
And that we, the public have a place…
To visit deep down under the Ocean and Sea’s…
To a wonder of wonders of nature in her true form…
Swimming in the cold or the warm…
Thank you my dear maintenance people…
For being so ever true…
For without the likes of you….
Our other worlds would be blue…
Thank you…and God bless…
poem by whisperkwane Lamb
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Pisces Moon
Mastery of illusion and mystery of Neptune,
I become a mermaid by the light of the moon.
Yes, Goddess of the Sea,
I create a beautiful world when I dream.
I dream of swimming with my colorful scales,
through the green oceans I swish my tail.
Swimming with the dolphins, the sharks and whales too,
I swim following the light of the moon.
My emotions stir when I see a merman,
He is stranded on the sand.
I help by throwing him some seaweed,
I know this will save him yes, indeed.
Now we are both happy swimming out to Sea.
(Written by Christina Sunrise on Aug.2, 2011)
poem by Christina Sunrise
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Swmming Down Stream
I am swimming down stream again
I'll be riding the rapids soon;
headed for Niagra my water-fall.
The rush of sound;
suspended air
and I'll have seconds
to comprehend
before crashing land;
new love coming
to this unworthy one.
I am in my Leap of Faith-
my Free-Fall;
will it end
badly
or will I soar?
Seconds to know
before
events
say
which
way
this
will
transpire..
I think your smile
tells me
that my water-landing
will be a soft one,
the sediments
will wash down
with me
to
join the Ocean of Souls,
swimming with the Tides
caressing
the sandy beach once more.
Gentle touch
the rushing waves
cleanse
bad memory.
Gentle smell
the Ocean surf
for it
cleanses your Soul.
Gentle touch
your secret love
for it is Ocean deep
especially in the fall.
poem by Lonnie Hicks
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Think again!
Think of the Perfect Island
and then think again
isn't the abyss more perfect?
Think of swimming...
Your weight, the weight of water
gravity and motion...
Isn't the abyss more perfect
for swimming or flying...?
For; sinking and falling...
Think of the perfect island
and then live in the dream
that will follow you...
All your days like an ocean.
poem by Mark Heathcote
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