Surfs Poems - Poems about Surfs

...Knocking boots, it was fun until the boots got old. The best scrumpy was not a girl at all, but a pint of raw cider. Midway through a hike, she cooked up hot Irish stew in a chill mountain m......

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...On a wave of crimson, he surfs with glee In flag shorts waving, proud and free With a grin that shines, he smiles and soars A surreal sight, America’s roar © daniel miltz......

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...I was not born to the moors; my roots are planted by wild running seas, even so, a rolling heath is a green tide heaped into wind-sculptured waves, low breakers that may tug you deeper, or crash......

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..."betwixt the pulse of our heartbeat simply present, head-heart linking dwelling in time stretched blissful peace awareness became unblinking" ~Unseeking Seeker I feel the surging bloom of b......

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...Search & you'll find that brilliance comes to the surface of every wave he surfs You can find him on a beach somewhere in your mind where every grain of sand is a representative of time There......

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...We float amidst the flotsam and jetsam Seemingly immune to the debris field Moving past the invisible, the hushed, Focused only on the we, of us Our minds deny the truth of what we see Refuses......

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...Stardust clings to the edges of my heart, remembering the gentling, serene Still moments burnt across my thoughts, in hues of melodies, bright and sure, trembling on seas of hope, resting beneat......

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...My imprisoned glassed serenade ~beyond trades blues for juicy sea topsy turvy ocean swayed surfers and curvy wavy beachy onlookers for flat surfs turned deep sea divers ~blues further me family......

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...heated palms, magnetised feet a gentle breeze arises within polarities meet and greet causing bliss ignition to begin vibrant presence centred in the void surfs the bardo of the manifest pr......

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... Spring wears daffodils in her hair and cherry blossoms on her gown She flutters with butterflies in meadows fair As she wears her season's crown Summer's kiss is a gentle breeze She we......

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...Sliced pineapple chills in ice cubed glass; cool solstice sun tops surging surfs......

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...Time surfs over one page after another. I wonder about the interludes, the growth or decline of lesser or greater. A few pages stand out, creating pinnacles of inspiration, that rise far beyon......

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... When lotus d u s k s are sequined with a gown of glittery s t a r s , shying in a salsa of d r e a m e r s, our L u n a smiles like a bronze coin, rest......

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... Santa Sightings Everywhere savoring the view Santa's......

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... As the apologetic sun melts in hibiscus vase of pastel-peach horizons and peels off those pristine pigments of egoistic elegance, sailing upon aquamarine foam of vanilla waves ~ ......

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