Walking on water
By Harper C
Published 20 September 2019
My surfboard
The smooth surface flows through the shallow waters
The rosy sunset reflects off the crystal ocean
The colossal waves collide with the scorching sand
Frothy marshmallows created
As the tropical summer air flows like a stream
Unaware of the consequences
A bond like no other
The fins run through the water leaving a transparent trail
Skimming the surface on ye water hover-board
The nose, as sharp as a harpoon
My surfboard.