Here are the poems written by our students on the sea.
Read, enjoy and choose your favorite.
1. Poem by Sarah:
Just standing there on that rock.
The view takes my breath away
I feel like I cannot talk
I have no choice but to stay
Feel the need to close my eyes.
to hear the sea whispering
1. Poem by Sarah:
Just standing there on that rock.
The view takes my breath away
I feel like I cannot talk
I have no choice but to stay
Feel the need to close my eyes.
to hear the sea whispering
legends and myths, who have been
carried away by the tides.
The foam crashing on the reef,
with that remarkable sound,
creates a sort of profound
feeling in my chest: relief.
Under my bare feet, I feel
the awareness of the rough
rocks. I sit and slide my heel
into the water. Enough.
I take a deep breath and smell
the familiar aroma
of sand and salt. A small shell,
lays here, with a high chroma
lays here, with a high chroma
Sarah
2. Poem by Julia:
Mirror
You can be oh so loving,
gently caressing my hand
on suffocating days
I will jump in your refreshing arms
I feel so safe in your nippy embrace,
When everything seems wrong
I can contemplate your changing surface for hours
Letting your sweet breath tangle my hair
Turquoise, green, grey, blue
You have been here since the beginning of the earth but
Never quite the same
You can be oh so cruel
When your salty water stings
My eyes and my wounds
Destroying everything
Leaving only death and desolation in your wake
Your surface tinged red from the corpses
Of hurricanes and tsunamis
Bringing sorrowful laments from the horizon
Such a pitiless killer but the moment after,
So peaceful and calm
Julia
3. Poem by Alicia:
December sea
On an extremely cold day of December
I suddenly wanted to go to the sea side, so I walked, until I reached the beach.
It was kind of « mine » because I knew it so
well, I was like a member
Of this beautiful part of the world, somewhere where
you could preach.
I have been on this beach since I was a kid and,
Standing there in front of the sea, my feet on the
sand,
The howling wind freezing my face,
It brought back all the memories related to this
place.
I thought about the times I swam for hours
Till I could not move arms and legs anymore.
The times I stayed underwater watching fishes and sea
flowers
Till I felt I was not going to breathe anymore.
The sound of beachcombers,
The feeling when I touched the icy water,
The smell of iodine,
And the view of this marvelous, unchanged landscape
which is fascinating.
I could not live far from the sea,
Either peaceful or agitated, blue or black, she is my
friend.
Sometimes she comes and washes my feet
Upon the beach where we meet.
Alicia
4. Poem by Quentin:
The one we love
Since the very first day in the Phocean city
Every single man wants to go out and see her
I am talking about the wonderful blue sea
The one I'm waiting for until it comes : Summer
During winter, we have to suffer
For a time that seems, to us, infinite
Until the water is at last warmer
And during spring, we hope together
During long days when the sky is white
That may will allow a bathe in water
During summer, we have to enjoy
For the time has come to float peacefully
in the azure sea, beautiful, stunning
Autumn is the end of estival joy
Because we know that winter is ready
to come and lock us, inside our dwellings
Not a day lasts without me thinking about her
And the flow which at any moment can calm me
We are talking about the wonderful blue sea
The one we're bathing in until it comes : Winter
Quentin
5. Poem by Agathe
Abysses
Darkness has always frightened me
Even in broad daylight
I have never been able to dive in it
Not by fear of drowning,
But out of fear of tempting this immensity,
Infinite and eternal,
Mother of life, made of a thousand faces
I am scared of her absorbing me, taking me away from the sand
Scared that she makes me love her and makes me want to stay there
Scared to fall into the abysses, breathlessly
Trapped for ever in her depths.
I have never been able to fight this fear,
Even with all the will in the world,
By the only idea of this dark world, all deformed
Caressing my feet, looking at me from below
My eyes do not open, my lungs congeal
My members fade,
My mind keeps silent, oppressed.
Nevertheless, some rare beautiful days,
I am able to forget
Forget my worst fears, in front of beauty
The beauty of seas, which ripple under winds,
And their shades, which dance, twist, fight together,
The beauty in their voices, deep and honest,
Coming in accord to tickle our hearing,
As a mother would sing us a bed song.
Agathe
The
Myth
From Homer to Lord Alfred
Tennyson,
The sea has ever been a passion.
A lot of monsters were invented,
By writers who were fascinated.
Home of
many mythical creatures
Which are avoided by the sailors,
The sea is the source for writers
Of the oldest and greatest monsters.
Every
navigator knows the myths,
Of those attractive monsters, those man thieves.
They sing to seduce, they bite to eat,
Those sirens are greedy of human meat.
Every
navigator knows the stories,
Of this giant octopus which at sunlight flees.
Many boats it has sank, a lot of men have cried
But the Kraken kept killing until he died.
Every
navigator knows the master piece
About this great whale which with sailors was satisfied.
In the vast oceans whale hunters were dying,
In the vast oceans Moby Dick was living.
Every
navigator knows the Odyssey
In which Ulysses fought the dangers of the sea
From Charybde and Scylla he has not died
From the anger of Poseidon he survived
Every
navigator knows the mythology
Of this god, ruler of the ocean and the sea.
Many monstrous sons he has fathered
Each drop of water by Poseidon was mastered.
Loïc
7. Poem by Justine
The Ocean's Constitution
Lying there in the sand
My limbs sinking into the sand
The cold water of the sea
Stroking my tiptoes
Calling for me to join Her
The strong wind tangles up my hair
While my thoughts muddle up
Grains eating my red cold skin
As you ate my heart
I'm lying there waiting
For the time to fix my heartbeat
Broken by you or by the water
Drowning my lungs
And I don't know if it's because of you
Or the salt in the air
But my eyes are crying
The Ocean stealing my tears
As it stole my soul
And I'm breathing water
Because you took my oxygen
And my tears flood the Ocean with pain
As my body stops feeling the pain
As my body stops being my body
It is carried away by the stream
Slowly transforming into water
And becoming just one more drop in this Ocean
Justine
8. Poem by Morgan:
The sea, a perpetual source of mystery
I can hear the roar of the sea; so loud
The sea of life has not passed me by
I can hear the roar of the sea; so loud
The sea of life has not passed me by
When the sea sees the sand, the sea smiles
When the sea sees the sand, the sea just waves
When they touch, the sand sends the sea a kiss
And I'm here, witness of what God gave.
In front of one of God's wonders,
I often used to wonder:
"What else on earth could interest me,
But the infinity beauty of the sea?"
She's the one I turn to,
When I feel so blue
Because she is the only one
To tell me what to do.
Full of creatures hidden in the darkness
Of the lifeless, endless abysses
She makes the man who feels mighty
Remember that he is nothing in the space of the sea
The Big Blue, a source of inspiration
The vastest wonder among God's creation
The sea, a perpetual source of mystery
The sea, part of Man's History
The sea, part of mythology
And I'll keep on being fascinated
By this big and odd ,blue, sea
Morgan
9. Poem by Anissa
Little Mermaid
Little mermaid is not little anymore
She swam away from her life
Stressed and depressed
She left, becoming a warrior
Defiant and cold
Long hair as dark as night
Blue eyes as blue as the sea
She remains selfish, unpredictable
Harsh like a shark
Like a time bomb, creating tsunamis
She fought against Poseidon
Rising, stronger, she won
Theh she owned the submarine world
Drunk with power
But is that what she wanted ?
Little mermaid was still little after all
Made wrong decisions, had to pay the concequences
She drowned, while gentle waves
Of freedom overwhelmed her.
After-life forgave her
Offering her what she craved
A place where she could feel home
Peacefully watching her dear seas
Sitting on planet Mars
As water covered, almost destroyed
Planet earth.
-Anissa
10. Poem by Paul:
The Sea
The Sea
Once, I took a walk, alone
Hopping through a forest of
slippery rocks
That the tide had briefly left alone,
I almost ran
Dodging the occasional seaweed,
I had no time, not even to waste
As the tidal waves would be back soon,
Punctually, as
always, just like the moon,
Itself hidden, today,
Behind a thick layer of
Devon clouds.
Soon the air got fresher,
And the rocks damper,
The
roaring sea crashing against them,
Gulping down every rock pool,
And with
them every crab and every shrimp,
Every urchin and every mussel.
The
tide is back,
And I too have to go back now,
Chased relentlessly, by this
frothy water,
That wants nothing more than to see me drown,
And what would
that make me?
A disaster for myself, of course,
But to her, her
majesty,
Mother of all and killer of many,
Source of life and bringer of
cries,
The greatest, the Sea,
What would that make me?
Another unlucky
child,
Taken away for not having bewared of the beast?
Or another victim of
hers, a trophy,
Another ant crushed for trying to tame it.
As I step
onto the sand,
Turning back towards the bush of rocks,
I look at her, and
wonder,
Maybe, only maybe,
Would she later remember me,
As yet another
fish in the sea?
Paul
11. Poem by Nathan:
My family
Home is
where the heart is
For me,
home is right next to me
And it
always has been calling me
Because it
is part of my identity
Water
sneaks in from the west
And
disappears mysteriously from the East
Challenging
our great Star
Who
disapproves of the sea's behavior
If you ask
me, The sea
Does't have
to follow any rules
Poseidon
rules the world
Regulating Zeus' color
The sea is
a place of freedom
Very far
from the Coliseum
It is so
vast and deep
That most
of the algae have no worries and sleep
I envy the
fish and algae
Who just
roam in the dark freely
In a sense,
they are eternally happy
And they
have nobody to flee
Sadly, The
ecosystem is fragile
The climate
is changing
Sometimes
raining for days
And
droughts follow right away
The sea is our one valuable
possession
We have to
protect and take care of it
Just as if
it were our child, our crystal
What would
we be without our blue gold
To me, the
answer is transparent
We belong
to the sea, it is our parent
Sand and salt are in my blood
And
everyday, it travels my body like a flash flood
Nathan
12. Poem by Tiphaine:
Plastic bags tangled with seaweed,
Petroleum stains over the surface,
Dead animals stuck in plastic,
Yet, men keep their eyes shut.
It's pretty ironic,
How they claim to care,
About this beautiful heritage
Although they destroy it, wreck it, damage it.
Trashes drifting away,
Wasting the peaceful skyline
Like a black cloud,
In the bright blue sky.
A garbage dump for men,
A home for million of species,
From which only a few can live.
A graveyard in which animals and trash
Die together.
Tiphaine
13. Poem by Fanny
Sea song
Endless, unknown, wild and deep
The sea offers itself to us as a field of flowers
Full of mysteries and legends
Among the mythical characters, a mermaid I shall be
I prefer by far the sea to the earth
In the water, you turn and turn again
It's really more pleasant than having your feet stick to the sand
My mind is not with the clouds
My mind is with the waves
It is a new, familiar sensation every time
To swim without knowing where we go
Can be scary, funny.
An appeased moment
A wonderful moment
It is to be part of this blue world.
Fanny
14. Poem by Sirine
The Sea
The sea holds out her arms,
Takes me in her waves
Her waves...
These waves carry me away from my problems
Far from all worries
When my feet are in contact with the hot sand,
It is more than a touch,
It is a fusion
Saltwater just tickles my members
Such sensations we get from this fantastic landscape
This landscape, this underwater world,
Where thousands of tiny creatures lie
This landscape, my landscape
The sea, my sea
13. Poem by Fanny
Sea song
Endless, unknown, wild and deep
The sea offers itself to us as a field of flowers
Full of mysteries and legends
Among the mythical characters, a mermaid I shall be
I prefer by far the sea to the earth
In the water, you turn and turn again
It's really more pleasant than having your feet stick to the sand
My mind is not with the clouds
My mind is with the waves
It is a new, familiar sensation every time
To swim without knowing where we go
Can be scary, funny.
An appeased moment
A wonderful moment
It is to be part of this blue world.
Fanny
14. Poem by Sirine
The Sea
The sea holds out her arms,
Takes me in her waves
Her waves...
These waves carry me away from my problems
Far from all worries
When my feet are in contact with the hot sand,
It is more than a touch,
It is a fusion
Saltwater just tickles my members
Such sensations we get from this fantastic landscape
This landscape, this underwater world,
Where thousands of tiny creatures lie
This landscape, my landscape
The sea, my sea
