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Surfer (Free verse) by INTRANSIT Hunkers and leans
arms outstreched
into a torso twist
then a hipflickheelturn
and caress
the alluring blue curling sheet
then washed away
in his own name.
Up the ladder:
She Searches For Love
Down the ladder:
To Avalon
Votes: (green: user, blue: anonymous)
Arithmetic Mean: 6.571429
Posted: August 17, 2004 11:54 AM PDT; Last modified: August 28, 2004 10:18 AM PDTWeighted score: 5.422622 Overall Rank: 3064 Comments:
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Dovina @ 24.52.157.176
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17-Aug-04/12:03 PM
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I see you pulled into a truc-um-up-stop for a little web-time with the home folks. Well, glad you did, weâre still here, but littleâs goinâ on. Mostly, everyoneâs ignoring the poems and arguinâ about racism and sex on somebodyâs posting. Hit chat if you want. Iâll say your poem is good, and if yourâre nice, give a 9 or sompnâ. Welcome back.
Well well.. old friend, how are you on this shadowed day?
Ripped
The old long boarder(10'6") understands the last four lines best.
Thanks guys. Had to edit. The opening line didn't jive with the closer. Had to make him more active.
Thought of back when and salt blue ocean....very nice.
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