Malibu Makes Another Surfer's Day

I found this piece on the Harbour Website. It reminds of the classic Dick Vine poem "You never call me, You just call me back...and that's slack,"


Malibu

You'll never catch a wave
If you don't take it
Raise your hand and interrupt
Put yourself in the place
To interrupt, be the guy
Who whistles another off
Instead of being whistled at
By some laird of the lineup
Blowing in from the north.

On the charming point of Malibu
If you are going to make that wave
Don't paddle away from the curl

Turn left into it
Counterintuitive to every beach break
The point break wants you
Not shying away.
Paddle right and you'll paddle
yourself out of the wave
It will never catch you
You'll grow so tired
After all those misses
You'll be dispirited
To be at Malibu
On your longest plank
Not catching any waves