All In A Hot And Copper Sky - Poem by Jonathan ROBIN
Grilled golden grains glance through gnarled restless hands,
sunstruck fingers straining sandy rain,
coralled on small strip of coral land.
He lonely lingers, glancing yet again
from castaway kingdom's salty strand,
where he remains in solitary reign,
past coarse hoarse seagulls banking by hot sand,
over mosquito clouds which whine, complain
from morn til night 'mid lonely palm tree bands
that food and drink provide, ease heart-ache, pain.
Cloudless compass round, on every hand,
anxious eyes have panned, scanned sea, sky, land,
restlessly screening sun steeped main.
Distant sea lanes ceaseless spanned in vain,
strange visions range within derangèd brain.
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Grilled golden grains glance through his restless hands,
strong suntanned fingers straining sandy rain.
Stranded on a strip of ocean land,
he lonely lingers. Glances once again
from his castaway kingdom's salty strand,
where he remains in solitary reign
over seagulls banking on the sand
and mosquito clouds which whine, complain,
from morn till night amid the palm tree bands
which food and drink provide to ease his pain.
The cloudless compass round, on every hand,
north, south, east, west, his anxious eye has panned.
He scans the coral sea from sky to land,
stands screening, once again, the sun steeped main.
While distant sea lanes still he spans in vain,
the visions echo through his aching brain.
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