An ask of mine needs urgent sating
I don’t mean to blashpeme or be rude
But when God was done and dusted creating
And he looked and saw that “it was good”
What was he looking at?
Were his eyes glued to the Andes
As the little mountains popped up like warts
Or was it trained on the Ganges
As it snaked its way through the flats
Did his breath flutter at the Siberian mirror
(I know, I know he doesn’t need the air)
Did he find the aye-aye queerer
Than the way we all find it here
Maybe it was the American cays
Strung on like beads of gems and pearls
Or the Himalayas defiant in the breeze
That whipped itself in maelstrom swirls
Or was it the terrestrial layout
Brown meat between white bread
And vegetables, like a chef’s takeout
Hamburger with the perfect spread
Was it just one point, or was it the other
Or volcanic glory, of Etna and Kea
Please, anyone, come help out a brother
I mean look at the Andaman Sea
One secret wish; to truly see
And understand just as he could
What he saw, that unbridled natural beauty
And cry out too “Damn! It is good!”
Categories:
cays, beauty, nature, perspective,
Form: Spoken Word
Dun days? Clouds above in greys?
Sapphire? Purple haze?
Deterrence, dessicate, cays.
Buildings on the raze.
World around in twilight.
Months ahead a-grim.
Heart within me, burn with fight!
Crater, have thy rim...
Ocean, boil. Intestines, roil.
Ignite, O my soil.
Lightning, fry. My music, broil.
Serpents, time to coil.
Torment, grip each human life.
Quest, on edge of knife.
Fate and Fortune, seethe with strife.
Demon-sultan, fife.
Tyrant of tomorrow?
Of him I never heard.
Surcease sorrow, I borrow!
Tower dark, thy third.
Wind, tear down. Abhor, my crown.
Demolish the town!
Carnival chaos, thy clown.
Hope, see self as flown.
Flickering flame, explode. Death, come.
Doom, hover o'er all.
Chord suffering, play for some.
Family, how ye gall.
Terror, strike. O Panic, lurch.
Bake and flay, O life.
Silver were the trees of birch!
Wisdom, thou art rife!
Categories:
cays, absence,
Form: Rhyme
I need an escape
to the Exuma Cays
so I can navigate the tropical seas
and leave my footprints behind
on the unspoilt sand bars
in the glorious sun !
Written by : Mia Pratt,
Categories:
cays, summer, vacation,
Form: Free verse
Let me know
when you are leaving
for a day away
in Eleuthra
The Exuma Cays
Long Island
or The Berry Islands
so we can bask away
in some fun in the sun and sea
like pirates, mermaids and sailors
Categories:
cays, vacation,
Form: Free verse
^Truth is the smallest of all cays.
Surrounded by blood waters of the past...
the dorsal fins of doubt and deception.
Only the brave dare takes the chance.
To swim out to it and fend off the thrash.
Most would rather stay where they're at.
With the plush comforts of the arrogant mainland.
Suckling poison fruits of ego and half-truths...
then sashay upon the decay of the damned^
Categories:
cays, truth,
Form: Free verse
We meandered along the cays in June
Our blistered feet untoughened,
White with ooze and sand
Caring the least for nothing
Save taut sail and steady breeze
And good news from home.
Cap steered as rudder let
The clipper sensed his notion
While the mainsail bloomed above us
And billows tossed the ocean,
We thought of dusk and port
And good news from home.
When our vessel slapped the shore
We went in search of life and laughter
And found our legs again,
A time for jollying after
We talked of days ahead
And good news from home.
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Categories:
cays, adventure, sea,
Form: Free verse
An angel's campfire
just beyond the virgin horizon
where dreams are sown and born..
as sky stones skip across the night
in timeless godly light
where miracles from afar
seek out the wounded heart
to buoy them to calming cays
that lie between bloody storms
of hopelessness-of souls aflame
Categories:
cays, angel,
Form: Free verse
Captured, beautiful thoughts
indescribable, breathtaking
indelibly branded to mind
enduring, unfaded
carefree summer days
swimming the cobalt ocean wilderness
rainbow fish, bioluminescent
purple, pink, orange coral cays
shimmering crystal waters
invigorated youth
heart skipping beats
crushing on you, following around
tantalizing flames lick along
my mind as I think of before
to one perfect day, a smile
that easy going laugh
you were magnificent
lightning struck my cautious mind
in that moment, I knew
my life would change forever
you were the one
Categories:
cays, love,
Form: Free verse
Sashaying over star crushed clay
never staying in one place for long
largely unnoticed, their eyes never dancing
with the eyes of the chosen ones.
Another eclipse-stained day sprints by, void of warm exchanges
layers of being unravelling...rotting flower on the grate
where sunflowers have no yearn for graceful yellowing.
Age brings ever shrinking orbs of hope-bloom and light
never reaching the gild of dreams
unwritten songs drifting over silent seagull cays
where the charred and forgotten meet
the scythe of hopelessness and rot
cherished gemstones lay just beneath the star crushed clay.
Categories:
cays, lonely, loss,
Form: Rhyme