I surfed the crest
It was my best
The sun shone down
Like a glittering crown
That far flung beach
Just out of reach
Called to me
Of a life to be
Distracted for a moment
I felt a crushing torrent
A silent second wave
Tried my body to enslave
Twisted like a rag in a washing machine
I was brought back to life by a power supreme
Bruised and battered, carried back to shore
Determined, empowered, to surf evermore
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| Writing Prompt |
Please write a poem of any genre you choose - Haiku, Sonnet, Free Verse, absolutely anything.
No theme restriction - you pick one. Any length. Artwork and author notes can be included. May be multi-colored in any presentation you prefer. Using the description to enhance the meaning of your poem is encouraged. |
Author Notes
I was brimming with happiness one minute but then a curved ball hit me. With divine help I will overcome. Thanks to MoonWillow for 'Reap the Wild Wind'
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