Surf-Song

Moon amidst halo ebb
entice ocean currents
feel silver beams shine
upon saline sea

Thrown soul sucking surge
inbound momentum tide
soar sweeping wave rolling
into surfsweep shoreline

Surpassing surrealistic dreams ambition
tossing rhythmic shoals
chase moon silver-gilt dreamtime
seize surf singer


Swept forth upon boiling
white crystal sands


poem by Terence George CraddockReport problemRelated quotes
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