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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Oh Sweet Island! Thou tropical paradise: Miles have I traced upon thy ceaseless reach Of ocean-choked shorelines owed Heav’nly device Sheltering I, this marooned guest on thine endless beach. Safe House against left alone misery; Whereby, alongside thine evergreen canopies full Darwinian mysteries perched high atop their home, Do I maintain nourished in flesh ‘n faculty And keep this wit sharpened when blunted dull Should become elements awash reduced but to roam; Added all, all for sake of thine increased covenance, That keener my eyes and keener my tongue When my throat succumbs thine euphoric abundance; Pink spilled over warmth - Else-wise myself, by self, selfishly by now would’ve hung; For if not for that which is thy sun (may thy sun also hear praise) My sight might yet be withheld those rare flockish friends Who keep in time the shared sweetness of functioning words; Therefore to thee, and to they of thee, whom of wing’ed realm I appraise As reason unsought are frenzied neurotic ends; True thanks directed thee and thy mystic splendors; thy talking birds. Alas, sadly, not even thou distills lunar ascensions By which subside hopeful rays in thy sobering night; Nor be those which aviate above as homing pigeons With beaks to carry silent pleas where may come ends to my plight. Thus, this I ask thee; What good is time spent when time’s spent alone? Yes, thou provides: plentiful shelter, plentiful warmth, plentiful food As well as fiery fuel to fend off critters of strife – But, this be thy kingdom, not mine. Here, I sit on a remembered throne Where days threaten months threatened by years in which strangers brood – Oh, Sweet Warden; Relinquish me! I beg thee on behalf of slipping sanity; Let this rambling sentence end So I, once again, may stand by my daughter and wife. 1/28/2017 Submitted for: Tropical Island
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