Sea Monster December 18, 2025 by wordsfromanneli 20 Comments A sea monster stuck high and dry, Was struggling and wondering why, Antennae and arms, His usual charms, Did nothing his death to defy. Share this: Click to share on X (Opens in new window) X Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Click to share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window) LinkedIn Click to email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) Pinterest More Click to share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Click to share on Tumblr (Opens in new window) Tumblr Like Loading... Related Author: wordsfromanneli Writing, travel, photography, nature, more writing....
December 18, 2025 at 12:14 am
Wonderful poem to accompany your picture, Anneli. It really does look like a monster!
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December 18, 2025 at 5:46 am
Playing the What’s it look like game is always fun. Even better with a limerick. Happy Thursday Anneli. Allan
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December 18, 2025 at 9:30 am
Oh, yeah. Especially on this beach that has seen some severe weather over the years.
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December 18, 2025 at 6:29 am
I love your poem, its perfect for the photo, Anneli! The tree does look menacing. 💀
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December 18, 2025 at 9:29 am
A bit creepy, yes.
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December 18, 2025 at 9:58 am
😊☺️
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December 18, 2025 at 6:56 am
That does look like a monster!
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December 18, 2025 at 9:28 am
But it IS one.
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December 18, 2025 at 7:04 am
Monster moaning menacing melodies.
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December 18, 2025 at 9:24 am
Monstrosity might make me momentarily miserable. Maybe, mustering mettle may make me mindfully more mature.
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December 18, 2025 at 10:28 am
Masterful muttering makes me merry.
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December 18, 2025 at 10:56 am
As long as it doesn’t “make you mad.” I got a bit carried away there in the last one. “M” is a much easier letter to mumble about.
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December 18, 2025 at 11:48 am
😁
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December 18, 2025 at 7:16 am
I love the pic and the poem. Reminds me of one snow storm where we found a piece of a tree near the driveway. Based on its broken shape, we “replanted” it to serve as stoic, proud antlers sticking out of the snow for the next several days.
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December 18, 2025 at 9:33 am
I love it!
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December 18, 2025 at 8:23 am
Poor monster, it looks like he is having a hard time. I like the poem to go with the picture.
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December 18, 2025 at 9:34 am
Yes, I’m sure he struggled against the wild weather, but it looks like he lost.
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December 18, 2025 at 11:43 am
Nicely done, Anneli.
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December 18, 2025 at 1:46 pm
Some of those twisted, dead trees do look like monsters. I posted one once from a forest.
I can’t remember how to put the snowflakes on the blog. I know I’ve done it in years past. Maybe they don’t offer it to a free blog anymore?
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December 19, 2025 at 6:01 am
Here, today, we have high winds warning. Hope there will be no monsters. Your poem, Anneli, captured the essence of being victim of Nature.
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