The Island

There is a place I long to be
Set in a tranquil turquoise sea,
Where frothing waves lap on a shore
Of pure white sand and shells galore.

A villa steeped in old world charm
Peeks out behind a lush green palm
And invites all to come and view
A beachfront joy of endless blue.

And basking in clear cloudless skies
You claim a bliss filled, sun kissed prize
Of golden skin and drinks on ice,
The calling card of paradise.

Reviews

[barleygirl]

Your rhyme, rhythm, & storytelling aspects are spot-on & sparkling, just like the view you paint in words. Your imagery is vivid, altho a bit predictable in places. It would be fun to take a little walk on the wild side & let your story do something unexpected! *smile* But many readers love a perfectly crafted message that shows instead of tells, as yours does! (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

[Ardra]

Mmm something I love too.... :)
Just to go sit there for sometimes does wonders to the soul....

[Chris Shaw]

Very nicely expressed. Your posted image is lovely, but I also picked up some fine imagery from your words.

Chris