Surfari: A Poem by Shelley Robinson

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Surfari

by

Shelley Robinson

 

Seeking out the big surf

Big gun ready to grab the barrel

Yesterday’s glass

Last week’s blow out

Last month’s cruncher bail out

Don’t matter

 

Surfs up

It’s time to catch a wave

Shoot the curl

Face down, smiling into its fine foamy face

Waiting for the honker to shape

Wanting to rip it

 

Instead of backing down

The swell starts

Crest caps

I climb and drop through its body

Carving my wave

No need to bail out

Riding it

Completely