In pensive moments, spent alone on a
\nwide waking dream
\nfilled with seascapes
\nand bodies flopping sideways,
\nmy boyhood calls and joy returns.<\/p>\n
It is not in vain that again and again we ride
\ntowards unyielding golden sands.<\/p>\n
Again and again we repeat the motion
\nthat to the uninitiated is
\nsomewhere between art and sport;
\nsomewhere between futility and here.<\/p>\n
Something I cannot go without.<\/p>\n
I ask them only to see:
\nglide to me
\nalong wet cresting waves
\nand on towards an understanding of that
\nunending race towards shore.<\/p>\n
It is not for love or pride,
\nnot for friends whose goodbyes I never heard,
\nBut to worship in the shrine that follows
\nthe glassy shoulder.<\/p>\n
I take it all in stride…
\nI ride,
\nMy soul expanding
\nBoyhood calling
\nSeascapes forming waves to ride
\nplaces to survive
\nreaching forward into time;
\ncheer on the day and take
\nthe weight of life away.<\/p>\n
I ride.
\nNot for love or pride.
\nOnly to take away
\nresponsibilties–
\nlife’s lessons learned.<\/p>\n
Only to hear the cry of joy
\nreleased from inside.<\/p>\n
To feel myself creating
\njoy with each heartbeat,
\neach paddle stroke,
\neach turn and snap
\neach fall and flailing
\neach time down a face I’m sailing.<\/p>\n
I ride.
\nNot for what is out there,
\nBut for the joy inside.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
In pensive moments, spent alone on a
wide waking dream
filled with seascapes
and bodies flopping sideways,
my boyhood calls and joy returns.<\/p>\n
It is not in vain that again and again we ride
towards unyielding golden sands.<\/p>\n
Again and again we repeat the motion
that to the uninitiated is
somewhere between art […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[3,13,1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-1493","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-oceans","category-personal","category-poems"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/smpoetry.amigotico.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1493","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/smpoetry.amigotico.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/smpoetry.amigotico.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/smpoetry.amigotico.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/smpoetry.amigotico.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1493"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/smpoetry.amigotico.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1493\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":1494,"href":"https:\/\/smpoetry.amigotico.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1493\/revisions\/1494"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/smpoetry.amigotico.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1493"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/smpoetry.amigotico.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1493"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/smpoetry.amigotico.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1493"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}