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Message in a Bottle


A little bit of litter

loitered there upon the sand.

A green and glassy bottle

with no label showing brand.

I wonder if it floated here

from some far distant land,

with a message at its core for me to read,

sent by a sailor stranded and in need.


A little weathered letter

written by the sailor’s hand,

send here across the seven seas

on waves the wind had fanned.

Is this the destination

that the messenger had planned?

Alas, I find the note has since been freed,

and now the bottle’s stranded too, indeed.

Allan Cropper
  • In response to Poetry Prompt #7


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Beach Bottle


The bottle looked lost as it lay on the sand.

Perhaps it had fallen from somebody’s hand.

It seemed to be empty, but still had its lid

Whoever had dropped it must know that they did.

Or had it been lost from the deck of a boat,

With air trapped inside having helped it to float,

Until borne by the waves and washed up by the tide

It was left on the beach at the end of its ride?


Still, no one had claimed it. The bottle was mine!

It looked to have once held some cider or wine.

I bent down and grasped it, then held it up high

To check if inside it was thoroughly dry.

I found it not empty as first I had thought,

But rather, inside was a note of some sort!

I opened and read what was written within:

“Please take this old bottle and throw in the bin.”


Monty Edwards
  • Submitted in response to Poetry Prompt #7


Monty says: While working on this poem for the bottle prompt a second poem using a different approach to the same prompt was conceived.

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Message in a bottle

Message in a bottle

Sent from a land far away

Message in a bottle

In the sand to stay

Message in a bottle

Special words inside

Message in a bottle

The sea no longer hides

Message in a bottle

Out there for all to see

Message in a bottle

Is this message sent to me?

Jeanie Axton
  • Submitted in response to Poetry Prompt #7