Island Regrets
In crystal seas, on shell strewn pristine beach
You stand demurely gazing; out of reach.
Backlit by deep persimmon in the gloaming
The waves around your ankles gently foaming,
An island goddess charged forevermore
To hold my heart on this, a distant shore.
My pathos spins a mood of bitter sweet
Of melancholy ‘mid tropical retreat
Unpredictable, this fickle life, and mean,
For I must leave this perfect island dream,
Return to wife and child on frosted plain
And balm my guilty heart with duty’s pain.
No valiant knight am I, but loathsome cur
For evermore I’ll think and dream of her!
August 9, 2017
5th Place
Eight-word Challenge Contest
Sponsor: John Lawless
Copyright © Dean Wood | Year Posted 2017
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