Another World - Poem by Carolyn Brunelle
Palm tree silhouettes
on a white sandy beach
the final finish
to great splashes of color
across the horizon.
A masterpiece painted in
reds, oranges, yellows
surrenders now in grand fashion
to the first glittering sparkles
and deep hues of the night sky.
The music and fragrances
surf in on the breeze to
caress these frazzled nerves
and gently toss my hair...
such a warm island welcome.
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