acrostic


Surf's Up

Tides twirl turning heads,
undercurrent unearth
rocks rolling round roving,
breezes breathe breaking
underneath unemotional
lifts leaving
every evening, eyes
never need natural
calls captivating carefree
evenings enveloping extensively.



Poetry by malibu
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Written on 2009-01-17 at 06:15

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welcome to the bay, nice acrostic on turbulence. I like the letters used in each line as well.
2009-01-17