Island Days

Sunshine
Hits my
Legs
and forehead
Birds chirp
and roosters scream
The water
in the pool
is cool against my
skin
I yawn
while palm trees
sway
Singing me a
private song
The plumeria trees
whisper their secrets
And the hybiscus
blush with embarrassment
I step in deeper
The water tickles my
hips
Now I’m swaying
with the palm trees
Mimicking their dance
As I become one
with the island.

-Heather Strang
© 2009

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