My poem of the month, by Peter Kerr

Almost Bewildered in the View

You glint and sparkle mischievously,
Lying at peace beneath the Summer Sun.
I gaze at your beauty,
Foolishly counting the myriad distant dreams
That lie scattered all around.

You slowly stir,
Rippling a surface that conceals
Secret places from my sight.
I turn towards the Sun,
Encompassing all points
Within my view.

You rise with graceful strength
To reach out to my shore.
I smile awhile,
Then turn my back on you,
Sweet siren:
Sound of Harris.   Peter Kerr


About lorianapauli

Born in Italian speaking Ticino/Switzerland. Lived all my life in different parts of that very country till I found my way "home", where I truly belong > the 'Long Island'.
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