~ beckon of the surf ~
I’m not a surfer [pretended to be a surfie chick once – hated the sand & the sunburn lol]
But this shot Into the Light from the awesomly talented Ms Gabryshak had me remembering waking up in the dunes on cold mornings poking your head out of the tiny 2 man tents to see the guys in their wet suits eagerly, gleefully running for the breakers.
I often wondered if this was what Penguins thought of life and the world!
Enjoy! :O)
~ beckon of the surf ~ belongs to the following groups:
All Things Poetic, Artistic, Philosophical, Light In The Darkness, Live, Love, Dream: , Mature Woman and The PatchworkFirst you hear the roar of the waves upon the shore
crashing in their unrelentless quest
then you smell the brine and the washed up weed and slime
and it boosts your spirits high with such zest
As you trudge between the dunes you note the setting of the moon
and you wonder will the sunset be aglow
but the clouds are rolling in and there’s rain upon the wind
so a day upon the beach is not the go
I feel the beckon of the surf and right now this is my turf
I am gonna get to hang just right
There’s just something that I feel when I surf cos that’s the deal
So I’ll run across the beach into the light
Dayonda
Nice poem again, adgray. Lovely work!
This poem can be held as an example of descriptive poetry;
painting a rare and rich scene by the narrator of the poem. (In our case, the poet herself!)
I give it the Big Thumbs UP. Thanks- D
amarica
Well done, great collaboration both of you!!
Sean Jansen
Awesome writing :), and Ms Gabryshak’s art is simply beautiful. Together a masterpiece !!
dawndavies
wonderful piece to go with such a fab picture,dawnx
Jen Whyte
You paint a great picture to go with the image … sheer brilliance! xox