the island

sorry but I wasn’t really listening
only hearing the murmur of your voice
along the beach
the tapping of a rook upon the chimney
the rattling of canvas
and the timbers creak

I was setting sail that’s all
now that the wind is up
putting out to sea upon a breeze
to the place I go when I’m on my own
and in good company

the island

the island waits for me

[first posted 3 July 2013]

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