Lance Mel

On any clear evening as the moon shines bright,
Cast your glance skyward toward this Luna light,
Whether waxing or waning crescent or disc,
For the radiant moon never fails to show
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Of an Island……
Across the pacific eastward a thousand leagues or so,
There lies a group of ocean treasures the Societies be it known,
Contiguous they lie bathed in indigo blue,
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A walk within Camellia gardens.

The Stream.
The rush of the cascade,
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The whaler man of a culture long past.

Plied his harpoon from humid tropic to frigid pole,
Hemispheres both east and west he ventured to sea,
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