the rock face
is one of
beauty now
the trees are
now of growth
as they were
shades recede
a new chance
ripe to take
the sea shines
the sun spoils
the beach loves
a challenge
worthy task
rewarding
start afresh
my demons
torn aside
YOU ARE READING
The Isle
Poetrywhat is a man to do when his secret haven is ravaged by a true force of nature?. Based on the tribe form of poetry
