Treasure Island

Diane Hine

(25 July 1956)

Make-believe


A four-leaf clover could be growing in a field.
I’d never stoop to pluck in case delusion was revealed.
I’d daisy-chain caprice or blend a whimsy potpourri,
imagining it grew that way for me.

A fresh love poem could be flashing through the sea.
I’d not use line or net because it’s perfect swimming free,
but I could chase red herring through translucent truthful blue,
pretending it was made for me by you.

Submitted: Thursday, March 28, 2013

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  • Ellias Anderson (4/10/2013 5:09:00 AM)

    So nice and again nice. i have no words except NICE! perfect rhymes, and a nice message within the lines
    well done (Report) Reply

  • Thomas A Robinson (4/5/2013 7:16:00 AM)

    I once found a six leaf clover and then another and another and all of them were six leaf clovers... next to
    the Hanover Nuclear plant in Washington state.
    Much the same are love poems which come with long lines of pedigrees. (Report) Reply

  • Danny Draper (4/4/2013 6:22:00 AM)

    A lovely poem composed with a romantic heart and gentle hand.

    Playful language and a preference for the random and unexpected, the red herrings conspired by another for pleasure or diversion. Make believe = construct reality. (Report) Reply

  • Patricia Grantham (4/2/2013 12:25:00 PM)

    Growing up as a child finding a four leaf clover was one our greatest
    pastimes. Yes there is a four leaf clover we found many of them. Your
    poem speaks of finding a first love depicted in hunting for a four leaf clover.
    A lovely and refreshing poem. Appreciated. (Report) Reply

  • Douglas Scotney (4/1/2013 2:44:00 AM)

    This one makes me think, Diane, especially line 7.
    I used to find 4-leaf clovers at the bus stop as a child. They were no big deal.
    Can't wait to find out what loosened Gripe's sphincter either. (Report) Reply

  • Valsa George (4/1/2013 12:14:00 AM)

    I get the fragrance of love blooming in some covert corner and it is wafted by the breeze! A lovely poem Diana! (Report) Reply

  • Unwritten Soul (3/30/2013 12:40:00 AM)

    Really good, make believe that the words you keep in your line arranged in a soft voice...well done Diane_Soul (Report) Reply

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