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Zywa Aug 20
The yellow-brown waves

of the muddy murky surf:


crowned with a white fizz.
Collection "Local tardiness"
SUMMER ******!!!
What a Drag!!!
missing out on fun
you could've had;
Instead of Sunbathing and
chilling on the sand,
Because of your actions,
off the Beach
YOU WERE BANNED!!!
Your mind is ***** and
your INTENTIONS
are WEAK, but
Who told you it was
OK for you to STREAK???
It was quite a shock, and
a DEFINITE SCARE!!!
You out here running around
FLAT OUT BARE!!!
Get off the beach and
away from this BAY!!
5-0's been notified and are on the way
HOW DARE YOU!!!
YOU PERVE!!!
YOU OUGHT TO BE ASHAMED!!
You try that again you'll
never see the light of day!!
I must admit He was insane
HE REALLY, REALLY WAS!!!
He probably was really DRUNK or
strung out on DRUGS
People today please
WATCH YOUR
SURROUNDINGS
this poem might offend
or be somewhat 
astounding!! What I'm
really trying to
say is to
BE AWARE!!!
people done gone
crazy and they
REALLY DON'T CARE.
SAFETY FIRST
CONCLUSION OF THESE words!!!!!


B.R.
Date: 01/24/2023
Note: No offense but there's
too much going on
in this World Today.
I'm just seeing too
many naked people.
Please leave the
drugs alone.
annh Oct 2021
ghouls and goblins splash,
face paint melts into the surf,
trickles and retreats

‘Painted faces, sun burnt
skin, fixed expressions,
smiles worn thin.’
- Chaka Khan
TomDoubty Aug 2021
Predannack

You lean back
Into the wind
On the clifftops at Predannack
It holds your weight
You test its strength
Leaning a little further
It holds, to your Joy
It holds
Arms splayed in crucifix
T-shirt billowing at your sides
Your sturdy ankles
Planted in deep heather
I watch from a rock
At the cliff's edge
Waves **** and swirl
A death's distance below
I am swept over
By sweet chamomile
Swept over
Reeling on  dizzying scents
My heart is stopped
By the Joy you feel
For the World
We killed
Tuesday Mar 2020
The siren's are singing,
I hear them, they call,
Their cries they summon me,
Into the wild sea.

Their gentle song,
A beautiful hum,
The crashing of waves,
The thunder that saves,
The stillness, inside of me.

Find me, here in this sea,
The dance I share,
Alone, I am free,
The place I found me.

The urgency, the hunger,
Burning in my eyes, the wonder,
What was my life before this?
The sea I will always miss.

Another sun rises,
A stunning blaze, above glassy waves,
I find in myself hope arises,
I surrender into the hope that saves,
The moonlight glistens,
Forever my heart will listen.

My home, my shelter, my life and my love.
For here I am, alone.
In the sea.
Kewayne Wadley Mar 2020
She told me that she loves deep
& the swell of her heart
Holds so much water.
I myself never believed that
The world was round.
The clouds themselves
hang their shoulders
Out the dresses the sun has woven
& the sky proves that night gowns
Are not only brought in stores.
She told me that she loves deep
& the swell of her heart
Holds so much water.
With the stars of her eyes
Lighting the way.
I'll find a way
If she were to close her eyes
& the stars were to disappear
From the sky.
I am forever thankful.
Adorned in the swell
Of her heart
Emily Mitchell Feb 2020
Surf laps at the shore
gentle hand smoothing the sheets
time to drift away...
This was from my 2017 dream journal I was listening to a song called weightless by Marconi Union.
(01-07-2017)
Lou Romano Nov 2019
Sometimes,
when the world is quiet
I let my mind free
To wander where it will go

And sometimes,
when the silence lingers
my soul escapes it bonds
And dances with my heart

Sometimes,
As my heart and soul dance
I feel a rhythm flowing
And I’m caught up in its currents

And sometimes,
I capture the essence of that rhythm
and for one glorious moment
I can surf upon the waves of creation
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