Breaking Waves
I’ve been wading on the
water’s edge
or sitting in my beach
chair
watching breaking waves
for almost two weeks.
It’s been thirty years
since I rode in on a boogie
board
or bobbed in the waves
as they came in.
In thirty years, I’ve
heard many tales
of being swept away by
riptides,
attacked and eaten by
sharks
or simply drowning.
Yesterday, I made it out
to my hips
I have two more days
to bob in the waves.
Will I?
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