Isle…

*

 Standing in the waves,

looking out to the west,

a mysterious island appears on the horizon…

*

We swam

and we swam

O’ how we swam

over the sea to the isle of Clear-Glass.

*

We climbed

and we climbed

O’ how we climbed

up the sheer cliffs to the Shining Peak.

*

We rolled

and we rolled

O’ how we rolled

down the steep slopes to the Sandy Beach.

*

We ran

and we ran

O’ how we ran

across the flat sands to the Leaping Sea.

*

Standing in the waves,

looking out to the west,

a mysterious island appears on the horizon…

14 thoughts on “Isle…

  1. Very evocative poem and a beautiful photo to match. The rhythm conjures the movement of the waves on the island’s rocky shore. I could almost hear it.

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