Wednesday, March 9, 2011

the lion sleeps

sitting alone on my board taken it all in my mind just on idle alittle tingle runs up my spine as i sit on the rollers getting up my nerve to face it, each second i wait the felling gets stronger, i'm alone the sleeping lion behind me the hungry lion in front of me,should i hide or try to get to the safety of the beach,i make up my mind to go for it theres a small passage in front of me i paddle forward the lion see's me and runs after me so close to me i can feel his breath on the back of my neck ,i cut to the right ,he saw me and anticipated my move swiping his large paw over my head,narrowly missing me,idart down and go left ,i look behind me only to see the lion above me ready to pounce ,he knocks me off of my board sending me tumbling in the sand and rocks,i know i must get up before he returns for the kill,reaching the top the sound of a thousand snakes lets me know that again i've cheated the lion of his meal. man i can't wait for tomorrow.

2 comments:

  1. you are both making me miss surfing, and reminding me of how frightening it can be. nice work.

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