LOWLANDS

An island tells it all

I 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

 

Author's Note

photo is mine!

Reviews

[Arundass TP]

An ocean trembles with colors heeding a clear sky

with fiery sun’s reflections

or a gray sky with ominous clouds.



I loved these lines. Great creative writing. Beautiful poem 😍

[Betty Hermelee]

Thank you TP for your fine review!
Warmly, B

[Pete]

great pic. what's not to like from beginning to end? get me there, i'm ready even if i have to "stare at the bug spotted rear window" and deal with the "fishy odor". good stuff, says i.

[Betty Hermelee]

Thanks so much , a great review! Just arrived back from this paradise!
Warmly, B