Surfies-Terrible Poem Poem by casian thornton

She walks through the long dry grass
befor you see her it is just
the tip of her long surfing board
she looks out to the sea
on her tanned ankle she wears a shell decorated cord
a gift from her long lost lust

walking along the pebbled
ugly beach
she appears to be distanced
thinking
her hair poses three elements
wavy sea
brown sand
and striked windsweeped
shee strides in
the water deepens

the waves roll
she catches a pipe wave to shore
the boats out deeper jsut loll
the water never ends
the chaos never cease
to a bad story
there seems always more