Jean Murray Poet Sonnet

Summer of Love

I wanna go back to twenty two.
After leaving Australia.
To that time I traveled with you.
Through South East Asia.

Especially that beach in Phuket.
Golden sands on golden days.
'Twas the place we first met.
Beguiled me with your loving ways.

Snorkeling in azure blue seas.
Rainbow fish darting in a race.
I was surprisingly pleased
you slipped your arm around my waist.

We had not even said "Hello".
Yes..that's the place I wanna go.


25/02/2017.

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Funom Makama March 5, 2017 at 9:05 AM You have pointed out the message so clear, poetic, original and with a fantastic imagery expression. Thank you for this lovely share friend. This is definitely a star content. Beautiful! So beautiful Jean Murray March 5, 2017 at 11:04 AM Hello Funom. So nice to see you again.

Mister Malcontent March 5, 2017 at 1:05 AM very nice. thanks. Jean Murray March 5, 2017 at 8:59 AM Thank you rabbi.

Anne-Lise Andresen February 27, 2017 at 3:42 AM - Sounds delicious ... preserve those memories ... time is not coming back, sorry my friend - hugs // Anne-Lise :) Jean Murray February 27, 2017 at 5:08 AM Time might not be coming back Anna-Lise, but there's nothing to stop me going back there. Even if this time it's doubtful anyone will want to slip their arm around my waist. What waist??

Just James February 26, 2017 at 9:50 AM My lucky number 22...was good for me too!! Nice escape tx! Jean Murray February 26, 2017 at 10:20 AM Planning my next one James.

Arthur Vaso February 25, 2017 at 9:04 PM If only if only, so beautiful! You and the poem! Jean Murray March 1, 2017 at 5:30 PM Darren....I'm blushing.... Darren White February 27, 2017 at 3:50 AM But he is right, Jean! Jean Murray February 26, 2017 at 5:05 AM You say the sweetest things Art.

Eve Roper February 25, 2017 at 9:02 PM This is lovely and so romantic , Jean, I wish so much to go back a 33 when times were so comforting... Jean Murray February 26, 2017 at 5:00 AM Thank you Eve. I am having big trouble adjusting to old age. In my head, that's still me. In reality, I could fit almost two of me into this outer skin now.

Ilene Bauer February 25, 2017 at 6:26 PM this poem is absolutely delightful, jean! you've captured that memory perfectly and the picture makes it even more so... Jean Murray February 25, 2017 at 6:30 PM Thank you Ilene. We all have those moments in time that are so special they "flash upon that inward eye which is the bliss of solitude."

Jan Allison February 25, 2017 at 4:30 PM WOW Jean I love the descriptive romantic poem and you look absolutely stunning in the pic:-) I'd want to go back to those days for sure it looks and sounds awesome:-) hugs Jan xx Jean Murray February 25, 2017 at 5:14 PM Thank you Jan. Just tonight I was thinking what's to stop me retracing my steps? Flights are much cheaper nowadays. Just as my daughters do now when they travel, I could use Airbnb. I don't have long to go to retirement. All I'd need is a bit of gumption.

Tim Smith February 25, 2017 at 1:27 PM Sounds adventurous and invigorating Jean Murray February 25, 2017 at 1:37 PM And so it was Tim. Three months in total. Got home in time for Paddy's weekend.