The Old Swimmer
I OFTEN wander on the beach
Where once, so brown of limb,
The biting air, the roaring surf
Summoned me to swim.
I see my old abundant youth
Whee combers lean and spill,
And though I taste the foam no more
Other swimmers will.
Oh, good exultant strength to meet
The arching wall of green,
To break the crystal, swirl, emerge
Dripping, taut, and clean.
To climb the moving hilly blue,
To dive in ecstasy
And feel the salty chill embrace
Arm and rib and knee.
What brave and vanished laughter then
And tingling thighs to run,
What warm and comfortable sands
Dreaming in the sun.
The crumbling water spreads in snow,
The surf is hissing still,
And though I kiss the salt no more,
Other swimmers will.
poem by Christopher Morley
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Sandpiper (Cavatina)
(after Elizabeth Bishop)
The leaping spray that roar, the swishing fling
of surf and sand,
plays in and out as waves rush to and thro;
where it does stand
while searching for something on tiny legs;
it understands
the roaring toss, a world of surf and foam,
while rushing on the wet beach it does roam.
[Reference: 'Sandpiper' by Elizabeth Bishop.]
poem by Gert Strydom
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As We Walked Upon The Unspoiled Beach
As we walked upon the unspoiled beach
the sea touching our feet swept in and out,
rushing water swept our tracks out of reach
and we laughed and splashed and did shout.
Around us little crabs rushed with their shells,
while the waters was rushing higher in the bay,
we were caught, captured in the sea’s magical spell
but with the rising water could not any longer stay
as the water in splashing spray did rise and swell
to escape the rising danger, to much higher we went
as the sea was coming in, its salty odour we did smell
while we did wander in the surf to our heart’s content.
we found some tranquillity, did our love renew
on a rock surf splashed, falling on us like dew.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Another Near To Perfect Day
In the sky the sun brightly shining the blue sky with some clouds of gray
On an afternoon in late October another near to perfect day
The white surf waves are gently rolling one reason no surfer in sight
And the silver gulls on the white beach search for food in the warm sunlight
An artist may well sketch such beauty and writers about it may write
By the coastal town on the surf beach there is beauty in peace and quiet
Today the ocean is not roaring no big waves for surfers to ride
The waves on the beach gently lapping so timid the sea at low tide
In the park the magpie larks calling the only notes they sing pee wee
And wattlebirds on the flowering coastal banksias their harsh calls familiar to me
On a beautiful day in the Springtime of around 24 degrees
And there is a cool sort of freshness in the cool freshening coastal breeze
Save for the silver gulls the beach is deserted and so clean is the fresh coastal air
A good memory to keep and to cherish and a good memory with others to share.
poem by Francis Duggan
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The Surf Talks
Oooh I love you
Giggle giggle
The surf talks
Do you love me too?
If the surf could talk, I know shed ask
Do you think youre equal to the task?
If the surf could talk, shed say
Beware I love you
So Id answer very carefully
And Id ask if shed be there for me
And the surf says always
Beware I love you
The surf says I want you like you want me
Am I in you? are you in me?
Tell me
The surf talks
And it knows what to say
The surf talks
I must learn to obey
The gun cocks, the clock stops, the earth rocks, the surf talks
The surf talks
Puts its tongue on my skin
The surf talks
While its sucking me in
The door locks and unlocks, the veil drops, the surf talks
She has promised me a beach of pearls
And an endless wave, a perfect curl
And she tells me always
Beware I love you
She will place the world inside my hand
She will touch the soul of every man
She will take my message
Im here to love you
The surf says I want you here inside me
Am I in you? are you in me?
Tell me
We are standing on a beach of pearls
We are riding deep inside the curl
And everybody all around the world
Must surrender when your flag unfurls
We are standing on a beach of pearls
We are riding deep inside the curl
And everybody all around the world
Will be dancing in the sea.
song performed by by Todd Rundgren
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Surfin'
Surfin' is the only life
The only way for me.
Now surf, surf (surfin') with me
Bom bom dit di dit dip (surfin')
Bom bom dit di dit dip (surfin')
Bom bom dit di dit dip (surfin')
Bom bom dit di dit dip (surfin')
Bom bom dit di dit dip (surfin')
Bom bom dit di dit dip (surfin')
Bom bom dit di dit dip (surfin')
Bom bom dit di dit dip (surfin')
Surfin' is the only life
The only way for me.
Now surf, surf (surfin')
Bom bom dit di dit dip
Bom bom dit di dit dip
Bom bom dit di dit dip
Bom bom dit di dit dip
I got up this mornin' turned on my radio
I was checkin' on the surfin' scene
To see if i would go
And when the dj tells me that the surfin' is fine
That's when i know my baby and i will have a good time
Surfin' is the only life
The only way for me.
Now surf, surf (surfin') with me
From the early morning to the middle of the night
Any time the surf is up the time is right
And when the surf is down and things get lazy
We'll do the surfer's stomp that's when the surfers go crazy
Surfin' is the only life
The only way for me.
Now surf, surf (surfin') with me
Now the dawn is breaking and we really gotta go
But we'll be back here very soon that you better know
You know my surfer knots are rising and my board is losing wax
(yeah yeah hey now)
But that won't stop me baby cause you know i'm coming back
Surfin' is the only life
The only way for me.
Now surf, surf (surfin') with me
Bom bom dit di dit dip (surfin')
Bom bom dit di dit dip (surfin')
Bom bom dit di dit dip (surfin')
Bom bom dit di dit dip (surfin')
Bom bom dit di dit dip (surfin')
Bom bom dit di dit dip (surfin')
Bom bom dit di dit dip (surfin')
Bom bom dit di dit dip (surfin')
Bom bom dit di dit dip (surfin')
Surfin' is the only life the only way for me
Now come on pretty baby and surf with me
Bom bom dit di dit dip (surfin')
Bom bom dit di dit dip (surfin')
Bom bom dit di dit dip (surfin')
Bom bom dit di dit dip (surfin')
Bom bom dit di dit dip (surfin')
Bom bom dit di dit dip (surfin')
Bom bom dit di dit dip (surfin')
Bom bom dit di dit dip (surfin')
Bom bom dit di dit dip (surfin')
song performed by by Beach Boys
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The Surrender
HERE, in the new day's golden splendour —
Headlands pushing their foreheads forward —
Sweet is the surfer's glad surrender
To the will of the wave, as it rushes shoreward.
Nought in his ears but the breaker's thunder,
Arrowing on through the surf he flies,
Foam about him and clean sands under,
Over him arching the radiant skies.
Yielding himself as a toy to the ocean,
Locked and mute in its fierce embraces,
Thrilled and filled with the joy of motion,
Limbs outstretched, through the swirl he races.
Here, in the gold day's new-born splendour,
Sea winds sighing in tree and cave,
Sweet it is in a glad surrender
Thus to yield to the will of the wave.
poem by Roderic Quinn
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Complete; Rising Crimson With Love
Do you remember the time we walked on the beach
to the sound of the surf as it beat at our feet
and the sun was rising crimson with love
as we walked hand in hand and flew like the doves.
Do you remember the feel of the wind in our hair
as we sat on the sands without any cares
and the tears in our eyes were for joy not for grief
as we sat and felt as one with the beach.
Do you remember the time we walked on the beach
to the sound of the surf as it beat at our feet
your heart was in mine and mine was in yours
as we walked hand in hand on those magical shores.
Do you remember the feel of the wind in our hair
as we sat on the sands without any cares
and we joined with the ocean that came to our feet
making us the beach and the ocean complete.
Do you remember the time we walked on the beach
with the healing, the feeling, of being at peace
the sand at our feet, the surf in our mind
an ocean of stillness in one heart that's combined.
Do you remember the feel of the wind in our hair
with our eyes full of stars our hearts without cares
and a sun that was rising crimson with love
as our souls were set free into the sky up above.
Do you remember the time we walked on the beach
to the sound of the surf as it beat at our feet
and the sun was rising crimson with love
as we walked hand in hand and flew like the doves.
poem by David Taylor
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Memories Of The Beach
We went to the beach to get wind in our hair
to stand on the sand and simply to stare.
To let the surf tickle toes and dampen our clothes
as we played 'run away'
from the wavelets at play.
We went to the beach to climb on the rocks
find cool shallow pools where we'd take of our socks,
and peer in the waters to see what we might find
that the waves of the sea,
had last left behind.
We went to the beach to find coloured shells
the kind that when placed to our ears
make the sound of the ocean appear,
and gathered rocks that we never would find
in the places we walked,
for most of the time.
We went to the beach and all that, we did find
and the smell of the salt refreshed our tired minds.
I'll never forget the laughter and sounds
and the freedom to run,
on that wet sandy ground.
We went to the beach my family and I
and there we were one,
with the ocean, the beach, and the sky.
poem by David Taylor
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Adelaide Crapsey
Among the bumble-bees in red-top hay, a freckled field of brown-eyed Susans dripping yellow leaves in July,
I read your heart in a book.
And your mouth of blue pansy—I know somewhere I have seen it rain-shattered.
And I have seen a woman with her head flung between her naked knees, and her head held there listening to the sea, the great naked sea shouldering a load of salt.
And the blue pansy mouth sang to the sea:
Mother of God, I’m so little a thing,
Let me sing longer,
Only a little longer.
And the sea shouldered its salt in long gray combers hauling new shapes on the beach sand.
poem by Carl Sandburg
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Threads Of Passion
You ignite Northern Lights in my universe
Like a gift from the goddess Aurora
With you I float in cool azure oceans
Aware of the darkness in the depths below
You are sailing on still waters waiting
Anticipating the storms from the horizon
With thorns of sea cucumbers invading
I inflict puncture wounds seeping surrender
You help me float out into the distance
Waiting with hourglasses for my arrival
With the white foam of breaking waves
I create fluffy dream clouds of aspiration
You set the sea surf by my heartbeat
Letting the tide surround me with silence
Out of reefs I built fragile castles on sand
That are later destroyed by infinite currents
Smiling I push the muddy water of rivers
Defrauding you - I seize your breathing
My salty tears mingle with green seas
That carry you away to another coast
You swim with lethal blue-ringed octopus
While I am drowning in sea grass and algae
Together we crash against rocky shores
And dive from icebergs into warm oceans
You are watching me through dark shades
With dark eyes that hide your emotions
Like in black waters I see the moon reflecting
Is it me or is it you that needs protecting
poem by Kristina Louisa Carr
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Wow Whee, They Did The Monkey
She said it was okay,
If he kissed her lips...
Whee...
He gone gone,
Whee...
She gone gone,
Whee.
And this kissing wished,
They both admitted they missed...
Whee...
He gone gone,
Whee...
She gone gone,
Whee.
A chemistry between them,
Felt good as if bliss.
And everytime they came together,
They would kiss.
And kiss.
And kiss...
Wow.
Ooo-ooo-ooo-ooo-ooo-ooo...
Wow.
Ooo-ooo-ooo-ooo-ooo-ooo...
Wow.
Ooo -ooo-ooo-ooo-ooo-ooo...
Wow whee,
They did the 'monkey'.
Ooo-ooo-ooo-ooo-ooo-ooo...
Wo w.
Ooo-ooo-ooo-ooo-ooo-ooo...
Wow.
Ooo-o oo-ooo-ooo-ooo-ooo...
Wow whee,
They did the 'monkey'.
She said it was okay,
If he kissed her lips...
Whee...
He gone gone,
Whee...
She gone gone,
Whee.
And this kissing wished...
They both admitted they missed,
Whee...
He gone gone,
Whee...
She gone gone,
Whee...
Ooo,
They did the 'monkey'.
Ooo-ooo-ooo-ooo-ooo-ooo...
Wo w.
Ooo-ooo-ooo-ooo-ooo-ooo...
Wow.
Ooo-o oo-ooo-ooo-ooo-ooo...
Wow whee,
They did the 'monkey'.
A chemistry between them,
Felt good as if bliss.
And everytime they came together,
They would kiss.
And kiss.
And kiss...
Wow.
Ooo-ooo-ooo-ooo-ooo-ooo...
Wow.
Ooo-ooo-ooo-ooo-ooo-ooo...
Wow.
Ooo -ooo-ooo-ooo-ooo-ooo...
Wow whee,
They did the 'monkey'.
Ooo-ooo-ooo-ooo-ooo-ooo...
Wo w.
Ooo-ooo-ooo-ooo-ooo-ooo...
Wow.
Ooo-o oo-ooo-ooo-ooo-ooo...
Wow whee,
They did the 'monkey'.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Splash
[intro]
Welcome into ecstasy baby
Oh yes, I got to know, can i
Splash, splash, splash
Baby I wanna jump and dive and splash in your love, yes
Can I splash in your love baby?
I used to be afraid of water till I got a lifejacket
Now I always seem to find myself
Laughing and splashing, oh yeah
Theres no waters that fall quite like yours
How I love to swim your sticky shores
Can I splash?
Can I take a dip, can I take a dip
Inside your love, I just wanna swim, baby let me swim
Let me come, I just wanna splash in your lake of love
Can I take a dip, can I take a dip
Inside your love, I just wanna swim, baby let me swim
Let me come, I just wanna splash in your lake of love
Can I splash?
As I used to play across you chocolate beaches
I would always vision your love canal
Dreaming I could reach it, oh yeah yeah
And as I wade in your waters of passionate cream
I realized, its not a dream
I can finally splash, I dont have ask, no
Can I take a dip, can I take a dip
Inside your love, I just wanna swim, baby let me swim
Let me come, I just wanna splash in your lake of love
Can I take a dip, can I take a dip
Inside your love, I just wanna swim, baby let me swim
Let me come, I just wanna splash in your lake of love
Ooh, let me dive inside your love
Can I splash inside just once
Let me go Ill make you come
Oh, let me just feel it
S is for sexual
P is for pleasure
L is for love me, cause baby you better
A is for anytime
S is for special
H is for happiness
Whenever were together
I splash, well baby give me the chance
To get in your pants
To make sure that you feel good
I wanna know, can I feel your love?
Splash, thinking I wanna sneak
That Im a sexual freak, you gotta meet
Come and see me baby
If you let me toss youll get it proper I know
When it comes to the sexual
You know how next flow, its like incredible
R. l., tweety and t-low wanna know can we
For the moment to last, just let me splash
Can I take a dip inside your love
Youve got to let me
Can I take a dip, can I take a dip
Inside your love, I just wanna swim, baby let me swim
Let me come, I just wanna splash in your lake of love
Can I take a dip, can I take a dip
Inside your love, I just wanna swim, baby let me swim
Let me come, I just wanna splash in your lake of love
song performed by by Next
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The Sea is a Salty Road
Come with me to Calico Beach
Where Peppy Creek runs down to the sea,
Where squawking flocking seagulls screech
And powerful pompous pelicans preach:
For the sea is a salty road, oh yes!
The sea is a salty road.
There's a tangerine sun over Calico Beach
Where walloping waves strike snaggletoothed cliffs,
Where gadabout gulls get about all day
And tangled spangled seaweed drifts,
And the sea is a salty road, oh yes!
The sea is a salty road.
We shall roost on a rock that the tides cannot reach
While a prominent porpoise delivers a speech
About chasing the tuna and hunting the squid
Whose inky secretions keep her well hid.
We shall squawk at the gulls and bark at the sea lions
Who waddle about on the calico sands,
For they tell tall tales to the penguins and puffins
While chasing the ocean away from the land,
And the sea is a salty road, oh yes!
The sea is a salty road!
Oh we shall have an entertollicking time
By the hooligan cliffs on Calico Beach
After the plump sun plops in the bay
And the marigold moon pops up to play.
The ocean fandagoes, the starfish cavort!
With vociferous vigor, we’ll wobble and snort,
Hopping and clapping by the zestful sea,
Sipping our frisky phenomenal tea,
For the sea is a salty road, oh yes!
The sea is a salty road.
Next day we'll embark in our Bumblebee boat.
On the merry melodious sea we'll float,
Where breakers loom and surf-flowers bloom
And whales and seals and dolphins zoom.
Up and down and around and around
Where mountains and fountains of waters abound,
Swigging our bubbly broth as we brave
The tempusterous blusterous flusterous waves,
How gleeful and freeful and wild will be we,
Riding the turbulent tides of the sea
For the sea is a salty road, oh yes!
The sea is a salty road.
poem by Norm Milstein
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Myself a Sea-gull
I threw the net in the ocean of experience, on the bank of life.
The net is but my poetry;
I sat on the chill soft sand.
Contemplating i sat on the shore of life.
I cast the net, yonder i see the waves of the sea appearing like the waving green fields.
And the foam and surf of the sea
Resembling the grains at the top, in the fields of ocean's coast.
The sea-field has the eternal harvest ready with the surf grains.
To be reaped by the sea-gulls flying like the silver-sickles
I will also love the sea of life let me become a sea-gull
Wading and flying through- singing the song of the surging sea of life;
poem by Minnoor srinivasan
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My Friend You Must....
we always want to spend
Christmas on the beach
what is it that we want to be reminded of?
the sands?
yes what about the sand?
when we arrive there
the kids run to meet the sea with laughter
the sea breeze is salty yet cool
the trees are tall and big and shady
the silent sands are peopled now
we will be too busy with fun
feeling saved and going public with
all that happiness gives us
the silent sands look at us with a gaze
it has a record of the past
it has absorbed the memories of the sea
it looks at us with pity
what is it about the sands?
and their silence?
i think i know it
but my friend you must find it yourself.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Self-searching
we always want to spend
Independence Day on the beach
what is it that we want to be reminded of?
the sands? yes what about the sand?
the grains?
when we arrive there
the kids run to meet the sea with laughter
the sea breeze is salty yet cool
the trees are tall and big and shady
the silent sands are peopled now
we will be too busy with fun
feeling saved and going public with
all that happiness gives us
the silent sands look at us with a gaze
it has a record of the past
it has absorbed the memories of the sea
it looks at us with pity
what is it about the sands and their silence?
i think i know it but my friend you must find it yourself.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Moms A Surfer
Yo, my mom was a surfer
She surfed the big old waves
In avalon new jersey
She had a big ole brown board
With red stripes
Back in the day on the beach
When the break was right
Shell make you tight
Shell do the mashed potato
And the buckaroo
When she was inside the tube
Her legs was renewed
She was juice
And loose with her caboose in the bikini
All the fellas would whine
That she gets all the waves
And she looks so fine and pretty
So I wrote a ditty
In the days that I walked on the earth
Thats right, I said my mom can surf
Say oh yeah
Shes got the motion
Thats right
Say oh yeah
Shes got the motion
Yo, mary jane lorraine
Thats my mommas name
And when she steals your wave
Yo man, please dont complain
The biggest wave of the day
Is for grabbing Im not bragging
Thats right
I said my mom can surf
Like smurfette
Shell be the only girl in the lineup
And at the bunkroom
All the fellows would line up
My dad couldnt surf
But you know he got lucky
Momma 52 years old and still truckin
In hawaii, escondido and california
Biaritz and austrailia I think you better wait
South america, south africa
What Im telling ya
Is my mom can surf
And dont ask her where shes from
Or even start joking
Cuz shes good for a girl
And yes shes always local
Oh, thats right
Shes got the motion yeah
I say, oh, thats right
Yeah shes got the motion
There she goes man
So mom can surf
Now you know I know what to do
I looking for you
Yeah, the girl who says if it swells
You know Ill ride it
Cuz surfer girls like surfing
And they never hide it
This little surfer girl
Shes gonna wax my stick
Shes driving old car from 1966
I thought she was a mermaid
Floating in the ocean
Tell her on the beach
And rub her with some suntan lotion
She got the motion
Of the sea of love in the air
Gonna surf some bikes
Be a surfing pair
Shes the hitchikin woman
And she thumbs around with me
Thats how it is and
And thats how its gonna be
So dont be jealous
Man or start cursing
Cuz thats my girl
Dont you know, shes surfing
Oh, thats right
Yeah, shes got the motion
Oh, thats right
Yeah, she got the motion
Oh, thats right
She got the motion
Mmmmm, thats right
Yeah, she got the motion
song performed by by G. Love & Special Sauce
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Reflections-3
1 Sand
Ages and yores sprayed
Glint of God gleaming in grains
Vast spread varied hues
2 Shore
Restless Rani rues
Set ashore her way his heart
Silicon Raja
3 Salt
Preservative His
To save and savour this mud
His taste of our hearts
4 Surf
Sea-shore sport endless
A draw-game, no win or loose
Breaking the game Surf
poem by Indira Renganathan
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In Margate
The curtains in the bedroom
are drawn close
and you lie
in semi-darkness.
Through the open window
I can smell the sea
and hear waves breaking
beyond the road.
The wind pulls at the curtains
and every now and then
the white beach
and the blue ocean peeps in.
We came to Margate
for a holiday at the sea
to bathe is shallow waters
to swim with the surf,
to have some fun
and tan in the hot sun,
but darkness hangs
like a shroud over you
while the white beach,
the bright blue sky
and the dark blue ocean waits
on us to come.
poem by Gert Strydom
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#40
share the time again
I spend with you
A friend is always good to have
But a lover's kiss is better than angels raining down at me
I dream of you at times when you're by my side
Dream you're not just like you are
So troubled and doubling my pain
Just one more tear
You shed for me
I wish i could climb inside your mind
And spend some time and hug and hold you
And mold you into what i'd like
But no i can't do this
Just a kiss to spend a while by you
And your familiar smile and voice
I lay awake
Then you lean back and smiling
On you
Most everything you do for me, i say
And the while let's make our way
And feel warm
In the middle of this storm with you
Like an angel
Oh, what the friends say is good, is right
I say
When you were again
And you were my friend
Before the lie
This one
Say yes i do
And with you
Sometimes
But while i do my best
With all the rest i leave to you
Can't wait for the hour
And when two things become this
All this trouble from a kiss from you, i'll do it
And when you come up smiling
And i'm thrown
Into i get a little storm with you, i'll do it
Always
Lover, line up and yeah
The road to you is long and i've been on it for a while
And a need a warm embrace
I'll take a break
And say i want to leave you awake
Always
I feel tired...
song performed by by Dave Matthews Band
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