You think you're sitting
outside the break,
When here comes a wave
you're not going to make.
Along the horizon
a darkened blue,
must start the scramble
arms digging deep too.
It breaks before you
with a crack and a peel,
a smile on your face
life is surreal.
Waves are breaking
on top of your head,
a mountain of water
is now what you dread.
Whitewater comes, 
it hits like a brick,
white and foamy,
a turbulent thick.
Waves keep on comming,
three , four, and five,
You think to yourself,
just one more duck dive.
And when you think
you that got your breath,
the ocean pushes 
you down to new depths.
Waves back off
you're stuck in the foam.
Welcome to
the 
Impact Zone

copyright2004 AndyHarney

 

   

      

         
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