so i was bored of writing an essay and decided to write a poem.. its topic.. you guessed it..surfing.. give me your thoughts, good and bad. Thanks Sitting patiently, gazing eyes peeled I scan the horizon, I listen, I feel Then out in the distance, faint lines appear The offshore wind blows them, creating millions of small tears Kicking figure 8’s I spin my board around, I lay down and without a sound, paddle and frown. For i have missed the wave, it has gone unridden I was too late, too afraid, unwilling Here comes another, i paddle harder this time I feel its power beneath me, everything is fine I plant my hands then plant my feet, I stand up, lean foward, cruising down the steeps The deeper i drop, the more free i feel As if every negative thing has gone away, like an invisible shield i am one with mother nature, experiencing her first hand. This world is amazing, both sea and land. As the wave finishes I paddle back, i love the sea, i love this sport, now lets hope for a shack.
