Dolphin

Do you want to meet in this poem The unique man who has no boredom He cooperates with all In the summer winter and fall His friendly gestures are indeed wholesome Close by the seashore he wanders though Rising from the sea where the breezes blow He hates the gray boredom He loves the pink freedom Looking at the sea his eyes in the brilliance glow Wearing a blue shirt of poetry Lends his hand to everybody Large medium or small In the slum or hall In his heart resides a scarlet harmony Whenever you call him come swim with me With laughter he will readily agree With a love and affection Will lead you into the ocean Wherever he goes he builds a community Whether you are a friend or an alien With the communicative eyes are spun The intimate friendship As tender as the palm leaf Ready to blossom in a crimson cooperation He is the warm friend Robinson An enemy he considers no one In the ocean moonlit He is the playful spirit Giving everybody a sound protection Most of his time he passes in the sea The trusted friend to you and me The strength of the breakers The creator of colours With him and his family I am in a pink spree I came to know him a month before only Yesterday when a man called him loudly Dolphin, Dolphin, Hey A tremor in my bouquet Hello, he responded proudly A dolphin looks from the seashore The lyrics bloom in the rapport Two dolphins handsome The blossoming guitars strum They hug each other and float a blue corridor February 12, 2018 Dolphins - Poetry Contest Sponsored by: Julie Leigh Rodeheaver