by Joe DeMarco
Throwing gravity aside
this is the magical enchantment
of the duck dive
Surfer God
Changing atmospheres
From liquid to gas
Body reborn
euphoric in the presence of eminent danger
Some how defying nature’s authority
Against gravitational forces
Pulling
Ripping
Collapsing
Calling me
to that bone yard reef
That graveyard of epoxy and resin
Where the tombstones are surfboards broken in half
I become death’s passenger
Floating towards the light
Rays of angels surround me
as this miraculous extension of me
This powerful staff
propels me through Hades
The underworld holds me back
The water demons grab hold of my legs
while my surfboard carries me
into the sunlight
I have survived
For the time being
Now paddle like mad
Cause here comes the sets!!!
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ABOUT THE POET ~
Joseph DeMarco was born in New York City; he grew up in Buffalo, NY. He has taught seventh grade on the island of Oahu, Hawaii for the last ten years. He is the author of the novels Plague of the Invigilare, The 4 Hundred and 20 Assassins of Emir Abdullah-Harazins, At Play in the Killing Fields, Blind Savior, False Prophet, and Vegans Are Tastier. He is currently working on several new projects.
Last updated November 18, 2011