Surfing Poems - Poems about Surfing

The Ballad of the California Surfer Early morning waves rise high Looking like it touches the California sky While surfers glide through morning waves, Sun shining down on the sand As ocean mist wets his hand, There's no place I would rather be Then on a surfboard out at sea Through the horizon While waves are risen I will surf the california seas ...

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Where sky meets ocean and air meets water, and these two approach land, a novice surfer glides ever sideways along the borderline between the graceful, smooth glass of intention, and the turbulent, chaotic crash of execution. This eternal moment is called life. In love, it is called marriage or fatherhood....

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Poetry in motion Pretty lady surfing high A sight for sore eyes....

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She's surfing like Graceful dancing Beautiful moves....

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Surfing the tides of life I'm still riding the waves duck diving my way through Or occasionally having to ask for a hand and toe in when I need to, Sometimes I'm amped and pop up and ride a perfect ten without any hassle, I can make it, I'm charging, it's as if I'm a...

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It is at eventide When scarlet turns red We feel the light of God inside Our presence by bliss beats led Rests in the toroidal heart By soma nectar fed Stillness is an art Requiring identity to recede That flow of magnetism may start Negating desire, living as of need Light within heart is revealed Seeds of love thus breed Drenched in bliss, soul...

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Waking up at morn, before thoughts arise, when dawn drifts into enchanted meadows, our soul delights in God’s offered surprise, as lotus of pure love, within heart grows. Presence both immanent and transcendent, bilocating between form and vast space, is head to toe, fully bliss resplendent, breath by breath gently imbibing God’s grace. Stretching time thus, in the in between stage, we paint rainbows...

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Deep November, a shallow time, nonetheless. The snow is high packed with a cryogenic amnesia. Not yet dawn, a sunken bed muffles rising thoughts. An eyelash of cognizance flits across thawing synapses. Then the elastic nature of sleep and wakefulness snap alive! November is howling still, like a stray dog it scratches at my window - wanting in. For a while intelligence is a thorn in my paw. Outside of the brain,...

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My sacred ecologist within re-cognizes Bucky Fuller's pre-millennial insight What appears, from a transcendent distance, to be a static entirely monocultural universal Vertex, A Black circular Whole at New Moon midnight, while circling outside physical Earth nature May also feel like an ecstatic unitarian Vortex from a co-empathic inside panentheistic spirit of complexly synergetic compassion Especially when experiencing a peak polycultural mountain/crown-1.00% SunLight valley/root-0.00% EarthPower 1 Prickly Here enters co-invested Gooey 0 Now, inserts the...

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it's like surfing; over lifetimes I can't remember, but carrying little pieces over, adding new drops to sugary, rolling waves, falling, riding; shouting occasionally at the devil or you when you're nearer ...

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Observing the onset of pain, within mind-body, acid rain, presence offers no reaction, so suffering gains no traction, since we neither cling nor negate the happenstance which will abate in time and meanwhile, the bliss chime, conjures in heart, love’s sublime rhyme, a healing balm, ushering calm, as we amble on, with aplomb....

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The wave breaks soft yellow tinged Slow rising on the hoar frost night Thickened sap retreats in weakened sun And yet the leaves rejoice in nature’s call Party hats and favors drape them all In windblown timpani they fall Lay their warming truth upon tree roots Join their crinkling souls in vibrant quilt Last refuge of the mole and shiv’ring slugs The wave...

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. A Step Into the seas ...

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optimistic gremmie hits the beach with her new board eager to take on magnificent crests, showing off her stuff her knowledge minimal, but her courage impressive an aggro gives her a few tips, then goes along his way aggro gets caught in the backwash, and rides the aerial gremmie watches, enthralled, entranced, amazed. she bails a few times, wondering if she...

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