LOWLANDSA Poem by Betty HermeleeAn island tells it allI stare at the bug spotted rear window silent droplets drip down my cheeks as we drive north off the island I can still see the lowlands stretch forever I shall miss them as we cross the bridge and get close to the highway
Time halts to daydreams and recollections twelve miles of beach to play, surf, make castles and revel in the sand between your toes dunes veiled with native green undulate along the the shoreline and grow if the winds are in charge
An ocean trembles with colors heeding a clear sky with fiery sun’s reflections or a gray sky with ominous clouds winds capture the waves and spin them to shore with a white foam topping crashing against the sand
On the west side marshlands spread as far as the eye can see creeks snake through sea grass and rise and fall with ocean tides at low tide oysters blanket the muck plentiful where Egrets and Great Blue Herons tip toe around hungry for leftovers a fishy odor disseminates through the humid air and at dusk the sky is pink, purple, and orange
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22 Reviews Added on March 14, 2024 Last Updated on March 14, 2024 AuthorBetty HermeleeBlack Mountain, NCAboutMy love of poetry results from my love of art. As a painter I am able to express myself on a canvas. As a poet my words come from my heart, my moods, sometimes sad, mostly upbeat. I like to use vivid .. more..Writing
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