Day 5: Map, Ode, Metaphor

Ode to The Island

Oh island now I’ve left you
I can look back and reminisce
On hours of fun and sun and
Cold wet weather I won’t miss.

You kept me captive for too long
You drained me to my core
Your hidden bars, almost too strong
Escape plans such a chore.

But now I’m liberated!
Freedom running through my veins
My life breath reunited
On horizon new terrains.

Day 18: A map as your muse

St Kilda
Oh my dearest St Kilda
I don’t know why
You draw me
You lure me
To visit your shores
To sit in your stillness
As those gone before
And breathe in your beauty
And link into the life
That not long ago thrived

But to reach you
I have
To endure many hours
Of pounding the Mighty
Atlantic waves
A feat that I cannot
Just quite yet endure
But one day
Yes one day
I’ll journey to you
Of that I am sure!

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