We enter the Tropical House.
This poem takes inspiration (loosely) from the form ghazal, in which the poet's name/s may be included in the final line ;>)

Emeraldove's Isle

From sea mattress of concrete a glass-rimmed land grew,
home to small palms and streams and the bird who calls 'Coo!'

North to south runs a silver path sprinkled with sand,
borders softened by hosta hearts glistening in dew.

Sidling maidenhair trails tickle slim ficus toes,
branches tremble apart and two jewel eyes peep through.

She blinks slowly, then takes to her platform to play,
smoothing scallop-sewn cloak of an emerald hue.

Pink-knit plumage puffs up as she parts gold-dipped lips,
singing smilingly over her tropical view.

And her croon soothes all travellers who come to her isle,
such felicity strewn by e-bird who calls 'Coo!'

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Written on 2014-04-21 at 00:39

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Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
Soothed? Perhaps. Definitely pleased and intrigued by the bird's exotic song.

F.i.in.e Moods The PoetBay support member heart!
What formatting matters? I can maybe help? :)

The language of your expressions is so beautiful, this one is so as well, a pleasure to read. Thanks.

Chaucer Whethers The PoetBay support member heart!
Yhe of RAVE read and thoroughly enjoyed and merrily
do proclaim it contain imagery and gentle
spirit of realms where notes sail infinite
spheres of kindest sweetest clear blues.

Coo & Co The PoetBay support member heart!
PS: Another Tropical poem to follow, once all at BirdBrains have enlisted assistance in formatting matters :>/

PPS: Reading and commenting to follow too :>)


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