Ocean Heaven
OCEAN HEAVEN
A moon large enough to float
On the distant moving swells
Cradles my rocking boat
With warm waves fetching paint-filled sea shells,
Spilling them into the sweet sunset of Seychelles.
Come, stay forever close to this idyll
That offered Gaugin emancipation:
A tall palm leans heavily to fill
And bear fruit - at all times of the season -
On its atoll blown by the winds of creation.
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Written by Sydney Peck
Entered in Gail Doyle's Contest "A Tropical Theme Under The Moonlight "
( this verse form is a near-quintain)
Copyright © Sidney Beck | Year Posted 2012
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