Treasure Island

Heather Burns


Senryu series syllable count 5-7-5- Ill Winds


The ill winds of fate
keeps on howling straddling
attacks the sea shore

Angry screams are heard
the tide becoming nervous
crying in the night

Thoughts start to wander
ever gathering fragments
tossing them away.





















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Submitted: Monday, September 16, 2013
Edited: Tuesday, August 12, 2014

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  • Geetha Jayakumar (9/17/2013 7:34:00 AM)

    Poem with a great meaning..Yes, very truly said, our life journey itself is full of storms, tide. Only its not heard outside..Loved it. (Report) Reply

  • Thomas A Robinson (9/17/2013 7:31:00 AM)

    The ill fated wind
    brings a storm surge of the mind
    cause change in our time

    The moon breathes inward
    By the sea the tides will rise
    Out and and how we fall

    An acorn for thought
    That we squirreled away
    Forgot where they lay (Report) Reply

  • Harindhar Reddy (9/17/2013 2:26:00 AM)

    You called spade a spade - thoughts and troubles are countless of which every human needs to endear in the journey of life (may be ocean of life) . Well written verse by Heather. My regards to her..... (Report) Reply

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