Quotes about island, page 12
11 Plus 11
My name is Carlisa and i live on an Island called Carlisa,
I am very shy and beautiful and i am 11 plus 11 years old;
Come to me and my sweet apples will let you touch me.
I am young and beautiful and my sweet apples are very nice!
They are very succulent to eat and i will show you love;
So you are invited to this Island of love,
For i am 11 plus 11 years old and i will take you in.
Let the earth go round with meekness and,
Show kindness always that somebody may gain the harmony of life too;
For i am 11 plus 11 years old and the muse of life is like,
The donkey and the monkey around me.
Come and let me take you in,
For this Island of love will be your home forever!
I am very young and beautiful and you are welcome home.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Let Me Think Of An Island
an island
surrounded by sharks
i am in this island
and you are in the nearby island
we wish to touch
we cannot so we only communicate through signs
of our hands
we try to speak but the wind carries our voices away
so we cannot really figure out
what we are saying
i cannot take the risk of swimming the sea
infested with sharks
i still love my life and risking it for you
will not be worth it
so here we are
helplessly devoted to each other
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poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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It Is A Wonder
It’s a Wonder
Old rock you who have lived through eons of time can you tell me when
the beginning began? Or is time a spinning wheel of perpetual motion,
a Nevada desert of killed gangsters, in shallow graves, waiting for me
to find their dry bones and seek closure by revenge. You needn’t answer,
our brother the pebble, soon to be dyed red and be a tiny part of a posh
driveway, says the ultimate goal for life is Nirvana which, for a pebble,
means to be a golden ring around a tropical island.
When the wheel stops having spun a cardigan to keep you warm as you
sail to the mystical, misty island of Saragossa Sea. Only you have to pay,
now since a venture capitalist bought the island (including mist) and
turned it into a nautical themed amusement park.
poem by Oskar Hansen
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My Heart is Full
My heart is full.
It has drowned in the despair.
My eyes leak what is left over of my heart’s tears.
The endless river flowing under my skin
Pulsing with life yet not quite alive
The seed that has been protected, is slowly being put out.
Being sucked along in this flood that comes from the pain the heart bleeds.
Will my heart die?
Can it survive, this island of despair?
As my spirit lies crumpled on the floor of this collapsing island
Hateful words swimming around like sharks in a pool of innocent blood, my blood.
Will my mind be able to reach the spirit in time?
To pull it up and lock it away till the time is better?
What will happen?
I’m anxious to know
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poem by Corina Vitale
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When The Earth Moved
the earth moved I noticed not
the earth moved I cared not
this earthquake was so far away
Aceh Indonesia is a long way
from our house a different island
Aceh Indonesia is on Sumatera Island
Bintaro outside Jakarta on Java Island
no tsunami in Aceh this time none died
earthquake tsunami warning people cried
earthquake same place scale no one died? ? ?
the earth moved I noticed not
the earth moved I cared not
after over a week of typhoid
typhi unpleasant experienced
body ached brain was scrambled
disease induces
unintentional
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poem by Terence George Craddock
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Sand Island
The crisp cool wind is blowing in my face
Kenny G blowing “forever in love”
In my ears while trying to keep a pace
The blue, cloudless sky looming high above
Me only enhance my recurrent ride
To Sand Island, a very special place
Where all worldly problems are set aside
Awhile and “I” is the objective case
Yes! It’s all about me during this ride:
Pedaling, sightseeing and elation
These of which can not at all be denied
Me. Upon reaching my island mission
I’m Inspired enough for one more sonnet
About a special day I’ll not forget.
The meandering beaten path in front
Of me guides my way through a host of trees.
Some I identify but most I don’t
Have a clue as to their names. Just the breeze
In my face, the earth-colored foliage,
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poem by Albert Ahearn
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Two Pictures
WE sat by an open window
And hearkened the sounds outside —
The call of a lonely night-bird,
And the croon of a making tide.
He was an island-trader,
And talked of his sunlit home,
Of the palms and the happy people,
And reef and beach and foam.
All that the trader told me
Was wine to my soul and balm;
And I longed for the moonlit beaches
And the coral and the palm.
He was browned with the sun and weather
(How changed in mood and mien
From the days when the dark-eyed woman
Was throned in his heart a queen!)
He talked of the merry-makers,
Of the flower-crowned native girls;
Their eyes with the lure of midnight,
And their teeth like island pearls.
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poem by Roderic Quinn
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Working Metaphore
Work is like an island in an ocean of time
Landing on this shore felt like paradise
But the island is small and quickly grows boring
I am standing in the water, looking out as I work
Time passes in portions of half an hour
Wave upon wave of life slipping down the tide-line
I am deciding whether to let go and wash away with it
Or hold on and climb the beach again
How many islands are in this ocean?
I gaze out and see a few just waiting for me
Can I swim to them, will they take me?
In the water between them, is there love lurking?
Changes are on the horizon, as a tsunami
Rolling towards this island invisibly, towards me
None of the islands will survive it, I fear
Or maybe only I will be washed away into oblivion
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poem by Poet Dragon
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Warning to Children
Children, if you dare to think
Of the greatness, rareness, muchness
Fewness of this precious only
Endless world in which you say
You live, you think of things like this:
Blocks of slate enclosing dappled
Red and green, enclosing tawny
Yellow nets, enclosing white
And black acres of dominoes,
Where a neat brown paper parcel
Tempts you to untie the string.
In the parcel a small island,
On the island a large tree,
On the tree a husky fruit.
Strip the husk and pare the rind off:
In the kernel you will see
Blocks of slate enclosed by dappled
Red and green, enclosed by tawny
Yellow nets, enclosed by white
And black acres of dominoes,
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poem by Robert Graves
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Deceiving World.
Try to catch,
But couldn't catch,
Seen as small and big fish,
Then too strong for their hooks,
Swimming under the new city mall,
Swimming under silver bird gallery,
Swimming under the theatre gallery
Where it called to be situated,
In the island of Nigeria Africa.
Asked where is the world,
Deceiving world its means?
Answers in illusion and delusion,
Tried but hid in tenacious pretense,
pretense of long slavery,
Pretense in standard,
Pretense of self interest,
Pretense of wickedness,
Try to catch,
Too strong for the hooks,
Seen as small and big fish,
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poem by Bunmi Orogun Samuel
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