Arriving At The Island... Alone Poem by RIC BASTASA

the boat takes you to the island
the only person there
is you,
the coconut trees rise to the sky
and the white sand spreads
there is a bed
and blanket
and pillow and the glass of wind

and you embrace the body of the sea
and they
who think that you better be left alone
as you like it
have long left everything there


and you put your body down
clothes on the white sands
skin on the tree
and bones under the rocky shorelines

you close your eyes
and begin to fly away
into the abyss of
solitude.