Poem -
Isle Of Dreams
I know a dreaming island,
A place of whispering trees.
Whose beaches are haunted still,
By songs of murmuring seas.
A place of crystal mornings,
Of blue washed sea and sky.
And an evening scented dusk,
With silvery moon on high.
Inviting green island pathways,
That lead up hill and down.
Do turn by farm and forestland,
Toward a quiet sleepy town.
Oh my little isle of dreaming,
Protecting secrets your hidden role.
You fill your hands with peace,
And lay your fingers on my soul.
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Comments
Awww this is truly my kind of happiness & my kind of author❤️One million pins Shaun & Wow @ your image ❤️💙❤️⭐️
Hello SHAUN,...I haven't read your stuff before......but I'm glad that I started here....it's a fine poetic delivery of a well plotted open A,B,A,B, rhyme scheme.... I like the control shown by your template of syllabic impression....and how you showed a modicum of discipline in staying with 6-8 syllables per line....and in maintaining that control you were still able to deliver a soft touch, and imagery infused, affection laden dream place, for those open minded enough to "Dream a Little Dream"!!.......ALL STARS!!...a well conceived and delivered piece of poetic creativity!!.......high fives!!.......LOVE & ROCKETS!!........T xo : )
What a wonderful interlude just sitting and allowing myself to become absorbed within your wonderfully descriptive words...Others have expressed very eloquently all that i feel about this lovely piece..well done my friend! Stay well always xx Lodigiana
Love this! There's something about islands isnt there? I love islands and I dont even know why.
I am trying to catch up on your fabulous poetry x