Never let your fire be one that's easy to extinguish.
Surf safari mantra.
Waves sound words,
Pound sand underneath—
Feet that ride up above
The tide that crushes
Those below with a sun rise glow.
As a lover of sea and sky, this sang to me 🌊
"Your flame-lit soul" beautiful! I watched a seagull body surfing today. I think she must have read your poem.
Hope surges and bubbles up!
I love the ending, and these lines especially:
"You will be
divorced from gravity, given wings
of strife with no directive of how
to swim, paddle, or survive
by the newest flood
you're expected
to keep your head
above."
Surf the rough waves.
Calm seas may be on the horizon.
Great reminders in this poem, Daniel!
Love it
I like this one
Thank you! I needed to hear that this morning.
Surf safari mantra.
Waves sound words,
Pound sand underneath—
Feet that ride up above
The tide that crushes
Those below with a sun rise glow.
As a lover of sea and sky, this sang to me 🌊
"Your flame-lit soul" beautiful! I watched a seagull body surfing today. I think she must have read your poem.
Hope surges and bubbles up!
I love the ending, and these lines especially:
"You will be
divorced from gravity, given wings
of strife with no directive of how
to swim, paddle, or survive
by the newest flood
you're expected
to keep your head
above."
Surf the rough waves.
Calm seas may be on the horizon.
Great reminders in this poem, Daniel!
Love it
I like this one
Thank you! I needed to hear that this morning.