you owe me
and yourself

to repost e v e r y poem
that gobsmacks, renders you prostate,
that brings forth the whimsical smile
and/or a guffaw and a  laugh-out-loud,
but especially those that:

invoke/provoke/ evoke an involuntary s i g h,

that make you wince in recognition
(and breaks you)

but most of all those that make you utter
all of the above
and
make you think

****!  how  I  wish  I
had written that…


which is why I repost (costless)and bring forward (costly) so many
for the pleasure and pain you provide…

nml

Her poetry loves her usual melancholy.
Her rhymes couldn’t even summon the sun when dark clouds lingered over her.
She just waits for the fragrance of rainwater to wash away the dirt from her tears.
The misty yet melodious pour.
A lengthy silky strand of memory that always escapes.
Heartache and hope,
rhymes and misery,
lyrics and odes.
Slowly lacing themselves to the value of who she is.
A continuing thread of love and grief.
A colorful crochet of life’s  tapestry.

Summer Days Soakin up the rays
*******’,even a Barney wants to stay
Snag a cool parking Space praise
Hang Loose Lollygag purple haze

Trust me Sand gets in every crack
Small price to pay for where we’re at
Bro Giggle Wiggle into the wetsuit
Stoked Complaints are resolute

I was a clucked, clam dragger, **** dragger
Paddlepuss with sketchy haggar form
Watching for the men in Grey suits
Radical sick, yes too much time in the soup.

Dawn patrol Bro 5am pound the sand
Wax the deck with *** wax brand
Paddle out cup your hand
First wave of the day hang ten stand

Clean wave, no mashburgers Rico  grand
Sunburn fades to a golden tan
Something quick to eat in hand
Plenty of water, flip-flops hot sand

Tricks of the trade change your clothes
At the side of your car Modesty goes far
******, Washing machine, tombstone
PartyWave ,Wipe out, a Kook surfer alone

Summer jobs to support the habit
Summer Loving, beach bunnies rabbit
Surreal Sunset , ankles slappers fun time
At the beaches from Malibu to County line

Our only issue with gas money
Life was righteous cool
Careful not to become somebody’s fool
Ending the season spectacular drool

Careful not to drift too far
Beyond the bluff, Blacks Beach
(****) not for young eyes
Teenagers took a peek or two surprise

Two epic weeks every summer kid trio
Family Camping at Leo Carrillo
Fun at Free Zuma Beach Malibu,
swim the ocean and surfing canoe

Ventura County Line. where the surfers lineup and watch an epic sunrise sublime
Catch the morning waves Blessed days
Were adventure’s I’ll never forget

Surfers live by this Philosophy

Life‘s a beach, love the smell of the sea
Only surfers know the feeling,
No Wave no glory, drugs no thanks,
Surfing is life. The rest are details.

Life‘s a wave, go big or go home
Let your surfing do the talking
Work is for people who don’t surf
If it swells ride, it doubt, paddle out

Inspired songs
Surfing USA by The Beach Boys
Surfer girl by The Beach Boys
Surfing safari by The Beach Boys