Big Surf and Alisa Fineman

A Poem byCoyote Poetry

 A beautiful song bird of the California coastline. 

                          Big Surf and Alisa Fineman..

I put two brothers into graves, one in 1988 and one in 1989.
Joined a war to forget their faces and
the whiskey would blind me for a while.
I was seeking a fast death without anyone knowing.
I had nothing left.

The war was too short and I got lucky.
I landed on the California coastline at Fort Ord. Ca.
I went to the taverns in Monterey.
I drank and didn’t want attention.
I found people with similar dreams.
Desire for the sea, the word and good booze.

We would drink, suicide board and surf the ocean.
I was lucky. The wild California Surfers felt pity for a man with no balance.
Gave me a suicide board and told me to keep a safe distance…