~ Where Are You From? ~
Posted: Thursday, 11 September 2008 |
Where are you from?
I wonder
As I gaze upon
Your mangled sight.
Washed ashore
On rocks
So harsh
Even the pain
Of neglect
You must endure.
Did you travel
The oceans so vast
Or perhaps only
A wee local
Cast adrift.
Whatever your origins
A tale I'm sure
You can tell
As you soak up
The midday sun
On our rocky shore
May you stay a while
And enjoy
This wee isle
We call 'Mull'.
By
island poet
漏 Copyright 2008
I wonder
As I gaze upon
Your mangled sight.
Washed ashore
On rocks
So harsh
Even the pain
Of neglect
You must endure.
Did you travel
The oceans so vast
Or perhaps only
A wee local
Cast adrift.
Whatever your origins
A tale I'm sure
You can tell
As you soak up
The midday sun
On our rocky shore
May you stay a while
And enjoy
This wee isle
We call 'Mull'.
By
island poet
漏 Copyright 2008
Comments
If only such things could tell us what they have seen... Thank you IP
Jill from EK
How very true Jill. Thank you for reading my poem.
island poet from Mull
Sorry, it might just be me, or my PC ( not political correctness, the other PC, )but I don't know what it is in the picture. It looks like a bit of seaweed to me, but that could be my eyes, they're not quite in tune with my brain, although the rest of my body doesn't seem to be either ( in tune with ny brain) Nice verse for an early riser. Cheery...
Tws from The Gold Star
lovely to read and especially when your waiting to start your journey to the isle of mull my name is carl and my friend im travelling with is a poet michael is his name and 23sep were staying at tobermore hotel hi to all who read this entry
carl watson from north wales
Tws - it's a piece of 'driftwood' - so you can rest easy. Glad you enjoyed.
island poet from Mull
Carl & Michael, glad you enjoyed reading and may your stay on Mull and in particular Tobermory will be one of enlightenment.
island poet from Mull
why don't you publish?
cathy from kilmarnock
Tws, yun's a stick. Wi seaweed attached.
Ruthodanort from Unst
It is far wiser to allow the 'author' to describe the image.
island poet from Mull
It wouldn't take much to turn Ruth's succinct description into a haiku!
Flying Cat from knowing a haiku from a handsaw
Hi Ruthodanort: trust you to shake a stick. I would not mull over it much.
mjc from IN, USA
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