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Winds upon the Island



Winds upon the Island

The rippling waters
ripple upon the blue seas
caressing breezes blow coarsely
to the coastal island with sultry ease.

The rolling tides crash upon the shores
of bleached white sand
where sea crabs crawl lucidly
across the beach land.

The palm trees sway
to the onslaught of the winds blast
bending without falling and rooted deep
withstanding to last.

Coconuts dropping
like tears in rain
upon Coconut Island
which bears the isle's name.

As the blustering air
wrinkles orchids and red ginger
that lay in its path
where blue jade vines wrestle in the aft.

The rippling waters
and breeze from the sea
settles from it's rile
upon the island of plants and trees.

Now leaving the shores
to a faraway place
is like a worker bee
performing at a frantic pace.






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IntroductionForgotten are the times the tick of a clock once chimed sobering sounds that caressed my hearts nightly dreams. As I awaken to the touch of light that burns upon a candles wick flickering my words for all to see. This drives my thoughts through the darkest of nights of loneliness that renders my quill upon parchment with ink that dances to minds and souls.Now I hear the screeching of my heart when the blue horizon covers the orb of emptiness.Within the shelter of my mind with little, purpose other than my words that keep me sane. These are my new poems I have written in the quiet of my night, forever wished away in a writer’s pain. As I strive to write that perfect poem that, my soul desperately seeks. Then and only then can my words rest upon a sleep. more…

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