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Inquiring Minds, Poetry Work

Sun Surfer

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I'm a sun surfer, riding waves of fire and fusion,
I graze the gravity wells on a board of pure energy, slicing through the primordial particles of plasma
Burn baby burn!
Do you feel it?
Ain't nothing better when surfs up.
I  shoot the curl of  a sun flare out into space and almost
touch Mercury before I plummet
flung back down the barrel
as it spits me towards  the sun's surface
to finally kick out
and to settle,  just floating
taking it all in, 
I smile inwardly as I drop in again
 and do it  all over
Ain't nothing better bro.
Tomorrow isn't promised
Nature's energy setting a plate
for you to eat off of,
so carve it my brother and sisters, 
eat those waves well,
 Wack, Hack, Crack, and Snap,
your way through.
Throw buckets of ions
as you slam and jam
on through.
Ride, ride, ride
do or die.
That's the only way to catch
the sun
Truly.

by Philip Wardlow February 7th, 2023
Inquiring Minds, Poetry Work

The waves for the trees

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SeaForest

The seas can be tumultuous at times,

unforgiving, relentless, a downright belligerent bastard.

So ride and revel in the stormy waves

Let the skies threaten and yell,

flash and complain, like the devil thrashing in hell.

Give him a smile, a wink,  and a fuck you, and tell

him, “You know what you can do!”

Then  go down, down, down

Letting the deep  in all it’s darkness

console you in it’s mystery,

comforting, cajoling, ever

unfolding in its complexities.

Find peace in the quiet deep.

Tempests may knock on yonder door

while the slow rolling lies just below

while abed you rest, upon a pillow of

seaweed amidst strange trees.

“Knock, knock,” says the sky above

“Go away!”  you say.

“There will be time enough  for you in the bright light of day!”

by Philip Wardlow 2016