The Landing
For a full day
The ships travelled,
under golden sun
The cloud came in to view
The island emerged
Deep green under a mantle of white
Instinctively they knew..
That this was right
Nearing the shore,
they could hear the sound of birds
See the colours too
Flocks of macaw
The ships anchored in the bay
The Faeries flew,
through trees and woods
Exploring too
Copyright © Matthew Brackley | Year Posted 2007
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