Morning
an island man wakes up
to the sound of blue surf
in his head
the steady breaking and wombing
wild seabirds
and fishermen pushing out to sea
the sun surfacing defiantly
from the east
of his small emerald island
.
He always comes back
groggily groggily
comes back to sands
of a grey metallic soar
to a surge of wheels
to dull North Circular roar
muffling muffling
his crumpled pillow waves
island man heaves himself
another London day
I would most like to wake up in a modern decor loft apartment in Manhatten. New York is by far my favourtie city, I love the people, the food, the fashion, the broadway! I wouldn't want to live in New York--big city crime stuff kind of freaks me out--but waking up their and being able to visit the city for a little while would be brill. I would also want to wake up in New York City so I could visit my relatives who live there (they are SO lucky!)
So that's my Island Man post, I hope you enjoyed it!
ps. My computer wasn't really cooperating with the embedding of photo's so I had to put them at the top and it was only embedding certain picture's so I had to put up different one's than I planned to. Oh well, things happen. Toodles Bloggers!
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