Kids Sea Camp Curaçao Parent Poems 2005

As I awake I notice a bright blue clear horizon

matched only in beauty by the turquoise sea

I hear children laughing as the waves slap against the rocks.

The salty air and trade winds take me to a time

when life was still full of simpler things:

no computers, rush hour and no annoying telemarketers.

As time slips by and I focus on this beautiful place,

the honking of an automoblie sounds distant.

Again the honk of an automobile as I realize the light is green

and I again must face reality!

 

By: Rick McIntosh

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Bliss

Waves rhythmically sound

Sea Lions barking from a far

Children laughing loud

 

By: Rick McIntosh

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The Beauty of the Sea

The island of Curacao, so colorful and true

Few know its real beauty lies under the deep blue

The reefs entice us to find God’s hidden treasure

Their beauty beckons our discovery, for naught but our own pleasure

 

Fish of brillant blues, reds and yellows excite & thrill us!

Their curiosity is amazing as if they know & trust…

We humans will respect their reef, their precious home in the sea…

If not for all the sea creatures but our own serenity

 

The ocean, her graceful waves move to a rhythmic dance

The harbors so calm call us into her depths for a chance

to discover her beauty and the secrets only she knew…

Of how to bring peace to our souls & our spirit she promises to renew.

 

By: Kelli & Scott Kelly & family

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We return to the Ocean Blue

To see again a friend or two,

At Kids Sea Camp it is true,

We see animals old and new.

 

Fish in the sea are more than a few,

Kids at Sea Camp get a clue,

Dolphins, sea lions, sharks, turtles too,

And we end the day with Amstel brew.

 

We return to the Ocean Blue

We’ll be back next year, how about you?

 

~The Shepards

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The sea lion’s lost his manners.

There’s nothing more to say.

When belches and burps come out of his mouth,

He simply swims away.

 

~Cindy Sawyer

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The light is reflecting off of the sea.

It shines of the faces of children like me.

Revealing the wonders, the awe of the deep.

These things I will dream of when I am asleep.

 

~Cindy Sawyer

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An Ocean Dive Ditty – Corley’s First Dive

 

Here she sits, on the boat

Hoping that her BC floats

Thinking diving’s overrated

Wondering if the tank’s inflated

            Fins on, Mask on

            Step off of the back

Thinking of the news last night

Of a distant shark attack.

The Master gives the signal

And she sinks below the surface

There appears a brand new world

And now she’s not so nervous.

            Check her gauges, all OK

            Check her buddy, all OK

Look at all the fish!

Forgetting about the camera

And that she’s supposed to look at Trish.

            Fins off, mask off

            Tank back in the rack

Asking if we saw that fish

And wanting to go back!

 

~Jon Worthman

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So clean & white

Is what we write

Inking & Blotting

Staining & Spotting

 

Nothing but stains among

A vast white plane.

 

~Jon Worthman

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Ryan the Sea Lion

 

There was a sea lion named Ryan,

Who say on the rocks just a cryin,

“I want to dive in,

To swim with dolphin,

But I’m just too afraid do be tryin.”

 

A turtle poked out of his shell,

And said, “Here’s an idea that’s just swell,

Just slide on my back,

You’ll soon get the knack,

As buddies, we’ll do very well.”

 

Turtle said, “You’ll see I’m not lyin.”

Ryan hopped on his shell without cryin.

He let out a bark,

That scared a nurse shark.

They soared over reefs just a flyin.

 

They met plenty of whales far and wide.

Played with dolphins at every high tide.

Ryan said, “Oh, the sea

Is a great place to be,

But it’s best with a friend by my side!”

 

By: Caroline Courtney

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The Sea

Attractive and beguiling the amber & blue

Calling, coaxing, teasing to penetrate the surface

With but hours worth of breath the challenge taken

Awe now the intoxicants weave into our being

Visual, weightless, silent, meditative

Adventure of depth, current, creatures & self

Limitless air the topside promise

Surface interlude to toll to next dive.

 

~M. Healy

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First Dive

 

I sit on the edge of the boat, waiting for my turn to roll into the water. I’m not scared, well OK, maybe just a little. After all it’s only my first dive.

 

My instructor points to me and I nod OK, but I can’t seem to moveoff the boat and into the water. After all, it’s only my first dive.

 

Finally I manage to move, take a deep breath and roll backwards into the water. Bubbles are everywhere. I can’t tell which way is up. Now I really am scared.

 

But the bubbles clear and suddenly I’m floating in a magical place. Fish of every shape and color swim past. Blue fish, yellow fish, plain fish, polka dot fish. I feel like I’m swimming in a Dr. Suess book.

 

We do down to the bottom and do our lesson. I do everything like I was taught in class, and soon our lesson is done. Our instructor signals us back to the boat and I’m sad that our lesson is over so quickly, but I’m smiling, because I know I’ll be back underwater tomorrow. After all, this was only my first dive.

 

~By the Leverants

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Ocean Memory Masterpiece

 

Fragments of memories

Like grains of sand-

A dot, a speck,

A mood, a feeling,

Come together to paint a textured Seascape.

 

Sea critters crawl

From the ocean to my mind

Wrapping tails and tentacles

Around the deepest of my thoughts.

 

Surreal encounters with other worldly beings

Shine as vibrant hues against the mottled blue of my subconscious

And form a mosaic of memories from a fragile domain.

 

Just like a beautiful memory can slow dim and fade

So can this watery world that’s become such a part of us.

Let’s work to preserve it with the fondness and care of a cherished memory

And teach our children to treasure it like a masterpiece.

 

~Terry & Debbie Altmayer

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The Fluffanutter Pufferfish (a fictional poem)

 

I wondered if

A pufferfish

Would like a fluffanutter sandwich.

 

I might be tricky

Since it is so sticky

But I thought I’d give it a try

 

Since they have no hands

I’d also have to plan

Just how he would eat it…

 

With fluff & peanut butter

I made the fluffanutter

On 2 pieces of nice white bread

 

Then carefully placed it

In my BC pocket

And off to Ocean Encounters I went

 

While diving that day

On Curaçao’s DirectorsBay

I offered a big puffer the sandwich

 

To my surprise

With joy in his big eyes

He gobbled it all right away.

 

It was so very grand.

He ate it right out of my hand!

Mixed with sea water it didn’t

Even look sticky.

 

Then off he happily swam

After a wave of my hand

And I named him fluffanutter pufferfish.

 

~By: Heather & Marc

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Oh how I wish I that I could be

 

-A seahorse- small and hidden

With the tiniest whinny and never ridden

 

-Or a turtle- ancient and alone

But always knowing which way is home

 

-Perhaps an octopus- master of disguise

To be any color, smooth or bumpy.

But, would my mother even know me?

 

-I think that I would rather be

A dolphin- master of the sea

Swift and proud, with a funny little grin.

Playing tag with the tarpon (they never win!)

Front flips, back flips, races with many friends

No matter how old I would become

No matter how my travels would take me far

I’d wink

And my inner childhood would shine

From my eyes to the stars

And all those stars’ creatures

Would wink back at me.

 

~Rebecca Conwell

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When dad said, “Let’s go to Curaçao!”

Mom & the kids said, “WOW!”

But when we got there

We all said, “OW!”

Our plane was delayed

Our luggage got lost

We slept in our clothes

We felt as though we had been tossed!

 

But first thing in the morning

To Ocean Encounters we ran

To buy bathing suits to lay

Out in the sand.

 

The boys couldn’t wait for

KidsSea Camp, you see

And Dad couldn’t wait

To try out his new BC.

 

We jumped in the water

Tugboat was there

Drift diving was awesome

But jellyfish stings were a bear.

 

A good vacation it’s been

The boys have had fun.

One night we say out

And watched the setting sun.

 

We’ll miss you for sure

But picture’s we took

Good job Kids Sea Camp

You’ve got us hooked!

 

~The Maloney Family (Patrick & Cindy)

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The Meditation Date

 

Ah… to get wet and meditate

Where the world is quiet and still

No birds or planes will you hear

Only angelfish, turtles and eels.

 

The water ceiling blankets you

Enduring you into a trance

Your rhythm-breathing focus you

And your kicking is enhanced.

 

Your bottom time is over

It is time to ascend.

You say good-bye and begin to

Plan your next descend.

 

~By Elizabeth Neumann

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Silly Little Fishes

 

Tropical topside,

Aquatic wonderland,

Sublime subsurface

Forum fantastíque;

For silly little fishes.

 

Some hairy-scary critter flits

From a half-seen coral wall

And depths beyond

Make nary a sound

And then, there’s none at all…

 

To swim and sway

The day away

With the silly little fishes

A Rogestian thought that is not bought

But, lived in dreams and wishes.

 

~ P. Mottolese

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Sea of Gems

 

That little creature,

Hiding beneath

That coral stone,

 

Should not be placed,

In your suitcase

To take home.

 

If you must take

Some of that soft

Beautiful beach sand,

 

Make it no more

Than what can be held

In the palm of your hand.

 

Oh- the temptation

To take from that

Shining emerald sea,

 

These gems must be left

For those

Like you and me.

 

~The Pardews- Nanette, Tom & “Boston Thomas”

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The sky was blue,

The water was clear,

I put on my snorkel gear.

Under the water I saw

What I thought were colorful fish,

Their suits like rainbows

But they came with a twist.

Snorkels for gills

And glasses that fit.

Some had beads in their hair,

Others had feet that could flip.

 

It’s such a strange

School of fish

But I discovered it

Was a school of

Kids Sea Camp fish.

 

~Gisela & Tom Raether

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At the sea,

Together we come;

Kindred spirits connect above and beneath.

The sea draws us in; together we share,

colors, scents, movements and dreams.

Wind and salt parch our lips.

The joy in our heart enriches our soul.

You the briny deep,

You my friends, together we come;

At the sea

By: Anonymous