Stephen S. Yeandle - Storm surfing

‘tis an obsession, for the guys and girls of boards
autonomous sport
contesting with the sea.
As breakers wail
the sun can scarcely blink this day
from behind
billowing skies of voltage clouds.
Lighting clusters
in spiderweb pattern
as wind begins to rage
its then when passion for the storm
erupts in the guys and girls of boards
and they begin to play.

Stephen S. Yeandle

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/storm-surfing/