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The Sea's Saddle
by Aaron Schmookler (Age: 31)
copyright 09-06-2002


Age Rating: 13 to 127

  The Sea's Saddle
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Sitting, eyes closed
And head back
Muscles sweetly sore,
Dry in my living room,
I can still feel
The endless rise and fall.

Sitting, eyes wide,
Wet and half submerged.
I spot lines
On the horizon,
One after another.
Straddling fiberglass,

Hips shift to find
Balance on the swell.
All-together
As water-bugs
We twenty simultaneous
On stomachs paddle

Toward the approaching line.
A rising wall of water
Blocks our view.
We paddle all the harder
And break through.
Three of us too slow

Are swept ashore.
We seventeen
Again, straddling fiberglass
Rise and fall
On languid swell
The horizon is hidden,

A rising wall of water
Rushes, combs our number.
The second line,
A wall too tall
Foams and crashes
As I dive beneath.

Back aboard
We three who remain
Paddle toward
That last line.
It rises
As we straddle,

Spin, lie and paddle
A rising wall of water
Overtakes us,
Lifts us from behind.
On my left,
He tries to stand.

On my right,
She is thrown
Beneath the churning torrent.
Up from belly, now on feet
I hunker, grasping
One hand on board.

Boiling foam behind,
I fly on the face
Of the wave.
Riding incomparable power
I fly, pressed forward
By its fingertips.

Sitting, eyes closed
And head back
Muscles sweetly sore,
Dry in my living room,
I can still feel
The endless rise and fall.


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11-15-2002 Nancy Pawley    

Aaron, I could feel the rise and fall of all those crashing waves..great write.
Nancy


11-13-2002 Catherine Wilson    

I may never have the pleasure of surfing but that was a delightful ride on your poetic wave.


10-22-2002 Maralee Gerke    

I have never surfed but after reading this I feel as if I have hadthe experience. It would be s stretch at my age to really do it so I just have to absorb your words.


10-11-2002 Audrey Sullivan    

yep sounds like a
whole lot of fun.


10-07-2002 Cristina Lipp    

Aaron; I've never surfed. Like Betty I'm terrified of 'tall' water. But that sounded like fun. Your detailed descriptive verses had me looking right and left to check the other surfers. Now, that wall of water had me thinking of the 'Poseidon Adventure' though. Very well written.


09-16-2002 Dixie Kincaid    

Aaron there's has been a lot of things I've done it my life. A lot I haven't done, that is one of them. You brought me as close to it as possible not being there. Good poem. Thankyou for the feeling.


09-09-2002 Debra Rose    

I've always wanted to surf. The way you portrayed this made it sound like the best kind of paradise and pleasure anyone could hope for. Beautiful writing and imagery, and I wish I could feel that...if only I lived near the ocean!!! ^_^

Debra


09-06-2002 William Robbins    

Wow, Aaron, what a wonderful trip you gave us. I still feel covering in waves!


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