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Author: Nollaig O'Hainle (Chris Hanley) Oceanside, CA 92054 ©2001

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Escape

 

Night's rainbow light, the sky to fill,

No birds in flight, the air is still,

No shadow's cast, at dusk's own will,

Horizons bade the sunlight's quill.

 

A bronzed silhouette, reclined at ease,

The pretty grisette, with hair to tease,

Polynesian queen, my Island home,

This hammock seen, is now my throne.

 

For I escaped, and treasures found,

Beneath Palm tree's, whose fruits abound.

No wants or worries, in this realm,

For I am King, to steer this helm.

 

Day's to languish, on hot white sand,

Nights of anguish belay this land.

A paradise, is seldom found,

In a concise world, whose rules abound?

 

To stroll this shore, moon ray's outline,

Barefoot adore, the white capped brine.

Soothing breezes, waft and plays,

Long hair at ease, unkempt for days.

 

A bountiful nature, to harvest and reap,

My mind is secure, where everything's cheap.

The toils of one's day are far, far away,

No clocks on the wall, to harry and sway.

 

Then I awoke, and looked around me,

Sights to invoke the chains that bound me.

Freedom's lust, for warmer places,

In winters thrust, where gas bill's races.

 

Is it spring yet...?

 

© By Nollaig 2001.

 

 

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