surfbum
pristine sapphire sky
smattering of virgin white clouds
a family of four sea-gulls
diving, darting soaring and screeching
free and flowing
fired by the sun and sea alike

a clan of bohemian brothers
seeking the tallest waves
the loudest raves
alive feeling pained pleasure
from salty sea licking
surf-board fall wounds

with night-crawl
the sky is a roof
sand pillows
wind and waves crooning lazy lullabies
counting shooting stars
to court sleep

dance with loch ness and the yeti in my dreams