Paul Gerard Reed

Camel's Island - Poem by Paul Gerard Reed

We found a place away from the others
Rambling their way across fields
For a while to stumble upon freedom
As the black-backed gulls wheeled;

The chiselled dusty pathway
Wound down between reposing banks
Below the sweeping open spaces
Atop the rock’s massed ranks;

And beckoned us down to the sea
Amidst the piled ruins of stones
Prised away from the cliffs
In a million sandy grey tones;

The froth of the incoming tide
Played between arched rocks and caves
Probing deep into cracks and chasms
With it’s endlessly searching waves;

Water seeped across the shallow divide
And kept us and Camel’s Island apart
But it’s childhood joys and adventures
Were still inscribed upon your heart;

Our reverie was suddenly broken
For a moment the restless waves stilled
And the steep path called out to us
As the afternoon air chilled

To close our eyes from the past
Dry the tears that had fallen in streams
To leave behind our secret bay
And this land of hopeless dreams

Topic(s) of this poem: memories

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  • Kelly Kurt (3/23/2015 10:56:00 AM)

    I enjoyed your memory. Thank you (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, March 23, 2015

Poem Edited: Monday, March 23, 2015

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