• Island Hideaway

    When I want to be alone I retreat To my island hideaway Away from all people Where I am alone Where I am never disturbed My island hideaway Tall, leafy trees Brilliant, large flowers My island hideaway Where no one but me can go Where the water shines In the glorious sunlight Where flashy fish show off It is damp and cool My island hideaway My home of imagination A place for recreation Where no one can find me A place for only myself Bright, white moon overhead I sleep in peace at last My island hideaway A peace settles And I am safe

  • Pages flying free

    The leather bound book falls to the pebbles A gusty wind billows up and lifts the cover The rustle of turning pages echoes in the dunes As bits of sand are blown away from the summits A single sheet bathed in ink flies free Headed towards the horizon, the rising sun Landing as a leaf on a cool spring creek The ink runs free and a delicate morning glory blooms White sheets flutter from the book Pages flying free from the prison they shared Flying above the dunes and sea holly Towards the wide blue expanse and golden sun Towards freedom.