Tropical Island
A crisp calm early morning, a sunny clear spring day
Into old beech wood clearing, ocean sailing underway
Lines of rolling waves where tree trunk shadows fall
A sea of nodding bluebells, a distant port of call
Senses overflowing a sweet scent fills the air
Rainforest birdsong chorus a harmonious fanfare
Swollen buds full of promise in the canopy abound
Feathered emerald leaves unfurling to a choral sound
Verdant clouds casting, dappled shade on to the ground
Navigating rural landscape, voyage homeward-bound
Old sailor sighting landfall a beach of golden sand
A field of mustard painted by artistic farmers hand
A glimpse through to horizon a tropical island view
Vibrant Caribbean colours of yellow, green and blue
Parnholt Wood, 25th April 2023
Copyright © James Spence | Year Posted 2023
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