Thursday, April 12, 2012

Poem: Brothers

Brothers 

Reunited, you’d been on the town the night before,
But still rose early to tilt with the local waves,
Icy waters chasing the vapors from your foggy heads.
Now, after lunch, I stand in the doorway
And watch you load your ride with surfboards and wetsuits,
The shields and chainmail of your passionate quest.
One fair, one dark, united by blood, love and courage,
About to venture on the grail road together:
Big Sur, Santa Cruz, Half Moon.

“Peace!” you shout as you begin to pull away,
“Love and Truth!” I reply, as you swing a left,
Vanish around the next corner, my heart beating
A little faster as you go.

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