Posts Tagged ‘surf’

Where’s The Beach? Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

October 12, 2015

Sun, surf and sand. Just/
another day at the beach/
no one believes in.Sun, surf, sand and Beach chair at Sandy Beach, Utah Lake, Oct. 2015 -- where's the beach?

Beach Control-Alt-Delete Reset: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

October 17, 2014

Wading in the waves to reset my inner peaceful: Mission Beach (San Diego) - Oct 2014Eternal rhythms/
of waves and wind reset my/
internal peaceful.

Snow Flaked At The Beach: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

December 31, 2013

Surf, sun, sand, sea Mission Beach in San Diego, CAThe beach, surf, sun and/
sand remind me of all the/
snow I’m not missing.

On A North Carolina Beach: Revolutionary IMprov Haiku

March 26, 2012

She gazes eastward./
Surf, sun, sand, sea rise and fall./
Her breathing’s mirrored.

Sharing Water With Friends- A Rescue: Revolutionary Email Poetry

May 4, 2011

May 4, 2011, 8:23 AM

She
who floats,
drifts,
glides,
pulses with waves
on the vast sea,
struggling alone,
insists on
friendship,
yet yearns for
penetrating
gazes and
soft
caress;
for deep
knowing,
for caring
fingertips,
for warmth
of being pulled,
rescued from
eternity’s depths,
held from loneliness.

He
stands in the foam,
wades into the waves,
dives deep,
out, through the surf,
to her side.

Strong, sure
strokes,
practiced for years,
never fully used,
wishing he could
extend
in full measure,
his caress,
his feelings,
his thoughts,
his soul.

He saved
friends before,
but not like this.
Not with all
the passion,
tenderness,
poetry,
soft caress
his heart has to offer.

He doesn’t want
to just pull her to shore
and wait for
someone else
to revive her.

But if that’s all
she wants, friends …

Or maybe it’s just
semantics.
—–
Resuce Addendum (9:32 a.m.)

As they,
two,
lay on the beach
together,
entwined,
he applied
the aid learned,
the touch
and caress
she yearned
for.

Could she revive
and realize
that time
and patience
and proper
application
was all
she really wanted
or desired?

No other aid
was needed.

Not Invited To Hawaii: Revolutionary ConTEXTing Limerick Lament

April 14, 2011

CyranoWriterSurferGirl: She Didn't Invite Me To Go Surfing"
I would have gone Aloha! with you,/
if you had only asked me to./
The surf I’d have ridden!/
But invite me you didn’t,/
so I remained in the desert, blue.