Poems

Unlike my writing buddies Joanne and Stacy who plunged into poetry with gusto, I had barely got my feet wet when Beth sent me an e-mail and challenged me to write a poem. "Do it now" she said "Go!"

I looked at the collage of vacation pictures over my desk, picked one out and threw a few words on to the screen. The result was Paradise Alone. Thanks for the shove Beth.

Paradise Alone

Two deckchairs
empty
gaze across vast ocean
sun beams
twinkle on rolling waves
dolphins
swim in jet streams
palm fronds
sway amid tropical breeze

chairs
forlorn against white sand