Marc O'Brien Poet Rhyme

The Second Wave

Many pennies Trey did save 
Since he wanted a good wave 
Just to say 
You know ‘hey’ 
At the surf shop he bought a board 
Which he could barely afford 
Upon leaving the store 
A beautiful sight walked through the door 
Making Trey go gaga on the show room floor 
During this short span of attention it should be mentioned 
Trey did not get a wave 
And he took it like a man very brave 
Sometime later 
Being like a waiter 
He cleaned that board that he barely could afford 
Before attempting to get the legendary score 
Looking up he saw that beautiful sight 
Head into the ocean armed for a fight 
Trey stood up knowing it was time 
To get that wave that was on his mind 
Taking everything head first 
Ready to quench a challenging thirst 
For a second he had a distraction  
It was that beautiful sight that captured his attraction 
Trey missed the wave memorized by the beautiful thing
As it curled up forming a ring 
“That is all right I missed that one 
The next should come and it will just be as much fun” 
Trey watched and peered 
Without any fear 
Waiting for Poseidon’s fist to appear 
Above the saturated sand 
Turning Trey into a recreational participant not a fan 
As the clutch formed fingers 
Trey stood on his board watching the swell get bigger 
Writing the agenda in the image that looked like the hand of God 
Who turned this aquatic adventure into a lake like ripple lob 
As Mother Earth from the surf safely returned Trey to the beach 
Showing him the beautiful sight that was in reach 
She took a second to give him a wave 
Making Trey feel successful without digging a watery grave

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