THE ISLAND
Blue as the zen of reflection
Sky mimics emeralds ocean
Ripples of dust as walls crumble
And new words like bricks tumble
Because now, everyone sees a tree
And another one, clear as can be
A person, an inhabitant hand waves
Waves to greetings of surprise
Shimmering on the waters, moonrise
This is the Island of Retirement
Banana fronds sway in contentment
As shadows settle in coolness
Ixora blossoms retain openness
THE ISLAND © gillena cox 2016
Sunday Mini-Challenge: Islands
Such a pretty sight, the image but much more your words... I am going to bed with thoughts of "Shimmering on the waters, moonrise". ♥
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Beautiful.......the Island of Retirement. I hope I get to retire soon, LOL.
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ReplyDeleteI love the opening:
"Blue as the zen of reflection
Sky mimics emeralds"
Thanks for dropping in Shawna
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Sounds like a perfect place to be... sounds so relaxing and perfect. A place I want to be in...
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Sigh - Take me there! Such luxury in "ixora blossoms," heavy and plush and drowsy.
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Beautiful :)
ReplyDeleteI loved the poem specially the first 2 lines :)
Thanks for your appreciation Danesshwari
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How perfect a prompt for one who lives on a beautiful island! It sounds perfect.
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Love the phrase, "Shimmering on the waters. Moonrise." Creates a lovely vision.
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Poetic sound-play and imagery is lovely, Gillena. :)
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posted to 'Seize The Poem' at Facebook 10 January 2019
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