Surf Poems - Poems about Surf

Hitchhiking by blurred station generic Gypsy Flora slips anonymous, gravel Grinds her heart of garbage, barbaric Buried skeleton stirred, further travel Ticket to Keep It Secret Scarred in fish guts grubby, harbour Heaves its putrid out to sea, amnesia Avails an arbour over bleak macabre Mutineer hurled ragdoll dumb, seizure Saline dreams Dali delirium Draped clock face, Flora's flailing coma Collides...

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Surf Fishing fishing the rolling surf cast, wait, haul in, recast again. I catch nothing but don't really care ...

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surf lovers always high season in hawaii waxed hair slim bodies...

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love is osmosis something absorbed it creeps up on you right through your pores it can't be avoided unless there is no contact it generates heat... and a yearning for contract Love has moved mountains love has dug depths Love can pull you into a emotional wreck A spiral up... a spiral down the elevator...

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feet displacing sand water filling up the space imprint vanishing ...

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I went to the butchers to get me some fish I asked for some haddock to bake in a dish The butcher said, “Sir, if it’s fish that you’re after, You’ve picked the wrong place and you couldn’t pick dafter.” He said, “If you want fish you want the fishmonger, I know cos I bought some fish when I was...

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loose, lacy, white - a flowing blouse the muse left clues in green-gray eyes an outlier near the lighthouse-ocean the seabreeze salty and windswept foreshadowing of quill and paper before she knew what to say before the euphoria of surf leapt up and touched her fingertips before she learned to grasp shadows and shapes, beyond the pale moon and muted sun dandelion seeds and towering sunflowers...

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BELOW AND ABOVE THE SEAS SURF FACE Gone are the fishers pulling Lugs; the Gull its gizzard rusty hooked; and barbed, limit its shelled Limpet supply as blown sand creeps; smart gulls dunk and dip, clean away dry sand grit, clear their voices; some gulls with salted eyes sing in the briny choir, in the sea salted air. Cackle...

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The surf pounds and pounds against the shore Never ceasing, onward rushing and rushing, Engulfing the sand, eating it up, swallowing it down, spitting it out again A tree stands proudly, towering, its limbs swaying in the sea breeze Half in sun, half in shade Sunset is approaching --the shadows grow and grow Soon will come the...

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with a short referee sparred life of son had been marred when he received a red card tough thought tried to dawn son Shawn who became a pawn serve in Army had gone longed to see a leaping lizard being absorbed when big blizzard turned Shawn into weird wizard When Shawn would really rally while he did dilly down in valley for long...

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Sunny the goblin Was a very joyful troll With a blue surfboard and a stately pose Down the beach he would stroll Sunny the goblin Is a happy bloke they say He surfs well you know Loves the seaside so He will live here one day He built a shack right on the beach He built it on sturdy ground No dinner he had a *paddle...

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. A Step Into the seas ...

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For hygiene no hope, No recourse to soap, Cleanliness for rope Germs no longer grope; Easy patrols: lope To those who hate soap Do you ever cope? All Catholics Nope!” For I could tell Pope. Soap is Next father Of laundry’s lather Dwarfed only by surf But to Dirt still rough Use it no odour You’ll smell the other....

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Beach day adventures are like delicious chocolate cookies where the sea meets the coast grounded beyond your comfort zone intertwined with flavors of the sunset flowing in the skyline and footprints scattered everywhere like a canvas of scenic artwork on the sand bank a paradise where guitars and lovers igniting their enthusiasm for life with the soothing sounds of Goombay and the beauties of sand and...

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. If only all of us could walk On water Fluid Grace. Free Poise Surfaces As As only We can ...

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