Best Surfed Poems

When my inkless isles 
become drenched 
   with icy wintergreen embers 
of apologetic auroras ~ 
 and l i f e loses its lyrics in lilith's labyrinth, 
  this soul orchestrating in origami riddles 
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Our bank accounts nearly emptied so we could afford a vacation; two young working girls who'd never been far from home. We were looking forward to finding love on a romantic tropical island. Maybe someone in our group would cast his smiling eyes our way....

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Again words have failed me, creating a blank.
I feel like a pirate who's walking the plank.
With a head full of thoughts that will plunge to the death.
I wish words would flow like the lines of MacBeth.
Have surfed through thesaurus, a mad man possessed.
Been up for...

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I was a new kid in town,
feeling awkward and shy,
feeling like I didn't belong
feeling quite down,
listened to the radio
as much as I could,
I surfed the channels,
when I heard your gentle sound...
It brought me out of my doldrums,
because I could finally relate,
it was music to my...

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Dear Life,
that betrayed the heart-shaped shells,  
breathing colors of coral caves in slow cadence,  
I’ve surfed through whirling waves of woeful rhymes,
  to navigate tides of tormented tercets,  
  to cleanse my stained soul with briny bliss,  
 ...

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Dark clouds loomed over the horizon
They broke loose in unprecedented force
Nature’s wrath, sudden violence acquired
It rained down as if unleashing all her fury
It was a downpour without one equal

The heavens let down dark misery for days on end,
Water bodies swelled and hollows filled,
Land mass slipped...

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It's been a good run
To the back side of sixty,
The short side of time.

First Hollywood kiss
Behind a pink crepe myrtle.
Thanks, Patsy Werner.

High school was okay.
Didn't help me to focus;
So, my mind wandered.

Surfed Bonzai Pipeline,
Big waves break into lava.
What made me do it?

Vietnam jungles.
I wondered why...

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"Artificial Iris"


Orwell was lurking in the background, somewhere;
the dream was eerily familiar, 
the words and their meanings, read in Syntax,
once read between pages of hardcopy in school 
were aptly ignored - 

however, 
our Overlords were seen 
not to be feared, but très cool

sleep no longer...

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From England's dark blackout
We came to these shores
I and my siblings
In refuge from war.
How enchanted we were
With all we saw.

First Sydney's fine harbour
And her bridge of one span
Then the azure blue sea
The long beaches of sand
The beautiful city lit up at night
To our youthful eyes...

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“LIFE'S HIGHWAY” BY: TOM C. © 2014 all rights reserved
 
I’VE BEEN UP AND DOWN ALL COASTLINES, SEEN THINGS I CAN’T REPEAT,
I walked MANY PATHS sober and STUMBLED DRUNKEN IN THE STREET.
 
I’VE SMOKED SOME FANCY CEEGARS, INHALED CALLIE WEED THAT WAS MY SHINE,
 
I...

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The breeze perfectly snaked up the mountain, 
Through bushes, over rocks, towards me.
I leant back, pulling my wing up, it bloated in full,
Then hovered above the trees.

I stood there, both hands working the lines,
Looking out across the empty.
And I casually stepped off the cliff, “Was...

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"Royal Jelly and the Hornet Helix"




When the murder hornets arrived
they flashed their big black wings 
like sharp porcupine needles into our minds
we became honeycombed hypnotised, held in their hive, 
all one mind, one world, the "New Word"...Love, 
well love of a different kind abounds, in...

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Love is something I have always
sort of accepted...just went with...
needing no manual, nor preacher
to entice me – I miss those days:
when a heart was free from hyper,
sonic bands,  puncturing the eyes of 
internal waves – those innate crests
I once surfed with mental impunity.......

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One day in mid June, in far off Rangoon.
    The hand drawn baboon, a comic cartoon,
    Was flown to the moon, by hot air balloon.
    Then late afternoon, while in his pontoon.
    A...

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Driving along the coast with Casey and Jimmy

Doing the highway one journey, heading north

Three friends, starting at the inland port

Of Long Beach and The Queen Mary

Upon our way, toward the other cities aside the sea

Laguna, Venice, Sunset Beach

Redondo, where the surfers surfed

And the fishermen cast...

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