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An Otherwise Perfect Day

How splendid to be fancy-free,

     A perfect morn upon the sea,

          Just the surf, my board and me,

               And yet, a murky form ...

                    Obscures the water, warm.



Angled shapes there, dark and grave,

     Hidden, deep inside the wave,

          As I use my board to shave

               Sea foam off the wake ...

                    A perfect turquoise break.



Sinister, and time to bide ...

     Shaped for speed, with silky hide,

          Churning shadows in the tide,

               Patient for a chance ...

                    To end my wavy dance.



No way in hell that I'll bequeath

     A piece of me to ragged teeth,

          Of somber bulk that looms beneath,

               This day is much too bright ...

                    To end ... in bloody fright.
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Hamilton Avatar
March 15, 2018 at 1:17 PM
Loved this one Greg, yeah I don't know what's up lately with the comments, I pulled a song I posted a few days ago same thing few comments and I know it was good. Take care!
Barden Avatar
March 15, 2018 at 7:18 PM
Thanks, my friend - I so appreciate it! I just haven't had time, things are so incredibly crazy right now ... hoping to get caught up soon. I know a couple of others in the same boat, (Andrea, for one) ... must be this time of year. ;-)
Mccall Avatar
February 18, 2018 at 1:40 PM
Another great write Greg no pun intended.
Barden Avatar
February 18, 2018 at 11:05 PM
LOL - I love that, Edward ... I'm a sucker for a good pun, (and the bad ones are even better, ha!). Thanks and blessings, my friend! :-)
Dietrich Avatar
February 16, 2018 at 9:03 PM
Imaginative! I have never surfed and don't believe I ever ever will!! Another great ending on this one too, Greg!
Barden Avatar
February 17, 2018 at 1:09 AM
Thank you very much, Andrea, I so appreciate the kind words - this was fun! :-)
Hoffman Avatar
February 16, 2018 at 7:35 AM
This is a spine tingler reminding me of "Jaws" a bit; I think this is every swimmers/surfers worst nightmare and you made it very real in this compelling write Gregory…glad to read you would put up a fight…hit the shark right in the nose or poke its eyes out!~Che :)
Barden Avatar
February 16, 2018 at 9:16 AM
Never go down, (or under), without a fight, Che! Thanks so much for the kind comments, I'm pleased you found this worthy, my friend ... life is worth at LEAST a poke in the eye, right? ;-) Blessings!
Rodrigues Avatar
February 15, 2018 at 11:05 PM
Wow! Spine tingling then firm in statement that this beast will not get you! Enjoyed...very much! I’ve been fascinated with them since seeing jaws.
Barden Avatar
February 16, 2018 at 2:19 AM
Me, too, Kim - I've seen a Hammerhead while snorkeling, (far away), and a VERY large Barracuda swam right in front of my nose, (that was scary), but never one of these monsters, (or a Tiger Shark) ... I'd probably never get back in the water, lol! Glad you enjoyed this one! :-) <3
Allison Avatar
February 15, 2018 at 3:08 PM
I was swept away by your amazing imagery greg and the pic is perfect to accompany the poem :-) hugs Jan xx
Barden Avatar
February 16, 2018 at 2:16 AM
Thank you so much, Jan - I had fun with this one, (though it's not getting a lot of comments) ... I'm so pleased you enjoyed it, my friend! :-) <3
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