here in the heart of the island
our adventure begins
cool sand follows our steps
as we greet the undergrowth
shadows loom close now
as we near the path unknown
cool is our journey as we walk this path
I know not the way but we struggle on
this island holds secrets profound
In the distance I hear the softness
of falling water
water, life giving water
it is here I will wait and
hope for rescue amid palms and vines
ever waiting for a sign of life
among the tall grass
sand digs deep my path
shade in the distance
wet leaves crushed beneath
4 comments:
Sounds like the beginning of a wonderful adventure!
Wow, this sounds like paradise. I was right there with you. Beautifully written.
smart take on the prompt.
Welcome to our potluck week 10, a poetry award is assigned upon submission.
Old poems are welcome …hurry up, you have 11 hours to go before we are closed.
Hope to see you there. Cheers!
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