/*23 Breaths: One more day*/

Wednesday, November 18, 2009

One more day

I sit in the morning darkness and watch the screen

as blue blobs of flatness define my options

Cold off shores rush to the beach

in hopes of grooming waves

that aren't there

one more day

2 comments:

pranaglider said...

"blue blobs of flatness"
I crack myself up!

The best bad poetry yet!!

Surfsister said...

I'm sitting here waiting for the tide to drop a bit. I'm planning to go check out the not-so-secret Secret Spot. There might be a little something. We shall see.