wake
- for Nick Gabaldon,
pioneering waterman
stuck
in life
at a loss
for words
or witnesses
drifting back
to the day
you first
paddled
up the coast
from Santa Monica
to surf
Malibu
years later
your oracular
poem
played out there
light still
warps
where you hit
the pier
pioneering waterman
stuck
in life
at a loss
for words
or witnesses
drifting back
to the day
you first
paddled
up the coast
from Santa Monica
to surf
Malibu
years later
your oracular
poem
played out there
light still
warps
where you hit
the pier
2 comments:
Nice piece. I am the photographer for the Black Surfing Association (blacksurfingassociation.blogspot.com) and also have a web site about Nick (http://nickgabaldon.blogspot.com/) Do you mind if I link to your piece on the Nick site?
I'm the author, kent Taylor and would be happy to be linked. Glad you liked the poem
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