Come Young Pirates, Gran Canaria (X X X I I I)
Gran Canaria, here we rendezvous!
A yellow-green Atlantic Canary
greets us from across a toad filled lagoon;
loosely feathered, ever an island bird,
hunting insects, picking at figs and seeds;
while Skink's chase crickets, flies and grasshoppers
with mates wiggling in ecstasy
drunk with the pleasure of a salt filled breeze,
annoying Rock Sparrows as they scoot and dart
across the fine sands of a lush and breathless sea.
Sunday, April 4, 2021
Topic(s) of this poem: canary,islands,wildlife,birds,snake,pirate,story
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Come Young Pirates, is a series of adventurous and descriptive sea poems. In this segment, the Captain and his crew have embarked on a mission across the Canary Islands, taking note of its different and fanciful offerings!