Treasure Island

Captain Cur

(England)

Darling Range


Immutable as the seismic formations,
her voice and cause out worldly strange,
enthralling, rapt, incisive delineations
the torrid temptress of Darling Range.

Wind swept beauty descends over her hills
greenery enrich her plush beveled plains
mesmerizing me with scarped landscape thrills
the torrid temptress of Darling Range.

Sea sculpted caverns, filling, retracting waves
her elemental body's enticing refrain
with reckless, sensuous recalcitrant plays
the torrid temptress of Darling Range.

Encamped on the sheerness of her fell brim,
I scale her scope explore her fertile brain
as I call and challenge the depths within
the torrid temptress of Darling Range.

Submitted: Saturday, February 02, 2013
Edited: Saturday, February 02, 2013

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For her inspiration.
Cur, Captain of the Malevolent

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