Short Surfboard Poems

Then Thanked My Lord

I will find myself always looking forward,
Riding waves while on my surfboard;
Remember when;
Again and again;
For great performance thanked my Lord.

Jim Horn...

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Surf Sound Around Made Heart Pound

There is something about surf sound,
I do love to hear when it is around;
On surfboard ride,
And then has dried;
Breaking on shore makes heart pound.

Jim Horn...

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If I had a surfboard 
I would whack you on the head.
I’d smack you and crack you until you are dead.
But since I don’t
I will say “Thank you for the hamburger. 
Please do not ask me out for date number two.”...

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What I Love About the Lord

What I will always love about the Lord,
Is when he gave me a great surfboard;
Quickly sped;
Had hit my head;
Riding waves with it do look forward.

Jim Horn

For Surfer Son Shawn Horn....

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The world looks so lovely 
out here today 
the sun's shining bright 
and there's dolphins at play 
they're racing the waves 
at the bow of the ship 
like teenage surfers 
on a surfboard trip 
they seem so happy 
just a wave sets them free
what a wonderful way 
for life to be...

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loser business man
who came out of the closet
sure shows ugly face

what we do behoove
will always have tried to prove
faith mountains can move

with God will abide
even if low or high tide
with surfboard will glide

trump is conducive
always being abusive
also elusive

Jim Horn...

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Big Surf   

Blue
ocean
waves
waxing
down surfboard
out shine!
Time
to load
up woody
wagon make tracks.
Checking out
sandy
beach
big surf
what a gas!
Walk the
board
control
waves.

By: Eve Roper 6/13/2015

Contest Name: Shall We Waltz? 
Sponsor: Kim Merryman...

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(small revision made line two to make all syllables equal for lines 1, 2 and 5)

A sweet homemaker named Shelly Gorde

with her laundry and cleaning was bored.

She imagined a beach

with a sea within reach.

Rode her ironing board like surfboard.


July 14, 2022
for Lisa YY's Limerick Poetry Contest...

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Moon Spoon

Moon doggin' on a moon spoon...skimmin' waves,

Catchin' curls on almond waves...arcin' spray

Beneath the Surfers' Moon out...on J-Bay

deborah burch©
12.16.16
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Form: Tercet (listed as verse since not in list)

FYI:Readers:
Moon Spoon* is a surfboard in this poem. :)...

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Valentine poem of mine
Always dedicated to define
Love as the most delicate emotion
Enclosed in heart and devotion
Never stops and scares
Trust is what it cares
Inevitable is its existence  
Not made for omittance. 
Eternity of a true love 
‘S floating above  
Promised not to die
Often tested in bad tide
Encouraged to grow more
Marriage is a surfboard not the shore....

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Listen to poem:

*Image of Mamie Surfeuse by Pinterest.

Wilma *Flynnstone Flip

Crazy chick half out of her gourd,
chose to surf the ironing board,
hair curlers wound up,
tube ride earns gold cup,
resolving laugh as she gets floored.

*A Flynnstone Flip is an aerial backflip on a surfboard created by Flynn Novak.

2022 July 17
*4th Place*
Limerick 
~~Lisa YY: Judged 2022 July 19

**RZ; aabba. HMS; 8,8,5,5,8....

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February 14th.
Fifty three degrees.
What? Get out your bikini.
Kick off those shoes.
It is time to break out the Koolaid.
Plunk in the ice cubes. 
Use Grandma's aluminum glasses
The ones from the 50's that keep things cold.
Where is my surfboard?
My swimsuit coverup?
My suntan lotion?
My thongs?
Grandma! Giggle. Giggle. "You WEAR thongs!"
Sure do, I say proudly, holding up my flip flops.
Confusing them every time....

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Learner Surfer
I am training myself to surfboard 
Practicing on my ironing board 
For I'm no loser
And the best mover 
Shall win a trophy surfer award.

So I've ironed my best underwear
My motto is to always prepare
If I have a fall
I will not bare all
And my assets won't feel whiffs of air.

+*+*
18th July 2022

Limerick Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Lisa YY...

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As an original Mousketeer, you garnered some fame.
A generation of youngsters knew you by name.
From a little girl, you grew on television and the movies.
Success seemed to come in blowing like the breeze.
In a bikini with a surfboard on the beach,
you were such an attractive brunette peach.
Even though time caught up to you, and you passed away,
we can still see you in reruns up to this day.

Annette Funicello
(1942-2013)
...

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