Kaila George

Rookie - 502 Points (20 October 1962 / New Zealand)

The Sunset Was Bright

As the pink florescent clouds drifted by
The beach was pure white sand
And the sea, a brilliant deep blue

The coconut trees, swayed to the beat
Of tropical drums as the villagers
Practice for the festival of flowers

Upon the glimmering sands
The slender girls swayed their hips
As they danced a magical dance
Of love that was for eternity

Gracefully their hands glided
As they swung their hips
All in a row, oh what a sight to behold

The mamas sat under their shady tree
Making flower head bands for each
Of the dancing girls with a colourful ray
Of hibiscus flowers, that would
Adorn there lovely necks

The men standing in the blistering sun
Drumming with all their heart
With all their soul
As they swayed to the island beat

This is how the story, was told
As my father shared his memory
Oh, how he missed his tropical home
My eyes mist over with tears
Oh, how I miss them so

I close my eyes, and hope and pray
That one day I will see the land
Were my parents were raised

Submitted: Tuesday, February 12, 2013
Edited: Wednesday, February 13, 2013

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  • Freshman - 1,512 Points Anthony Di''anno (3/22/2013 6:13:00 AM)

    I too am suprised you don't have more comments. Maybe it's the numbers thing?
    This a gorgeous poem. It paints such a beautiful picture. I've never been to the tropical home of your parents but now I miss it as well :) (Report) Reply

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