Lulu Island

I will sail to Island of Lulu
for there I will not be blue.
I shall have there some serenity
away from a busy crowded city.

There days and nights I hear the sea water
sloshing with low sound like an angel's prayer.
At night the fish dance beneath the moon
as the gentle sea breeze croon.

The rushing waves keep splashing on the shore
like a lover wants to wash away the sore.
I shall go now and cherish the place
the quietest cozy nest I like to pace.

Till the dusk my soul would love to see
an awesome haven my heart wants to be.


14th October 2008

by Jazlle D. H.

Comments (3)

Glorious poem with packed imagery to sail me away with you. (I wish!) It is romantic and beautiful. Top marks Karin Anderson
nice imagery...and wish I can be in that island..with serenity and not be blue.. A 10 Ency Bearis
'At night the fish dance beneath the moon as the gentle sea breeze croon'... liked immensely the image you build in these lines...good piece 10