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Kind island Last night a gale and the shutters were in relentless battle. Doors rattled You hit your head on the window frame All seems rearranged. Kind island windswept and golden Clouds lie low in your valleys Fine white lilies carpet your beaches. Their smell frenzying the cats, their tails up with delight Fabled olive trees, the young ancients, Silver now with new growth. A single hot flower holds itself open, The last before Autumn sets the sun.
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Sep 11, 2023
Sep 11, 2023 at 3:54 AM UTC
Kind Island
Kind island Last night a gale and the shutters were in relentless battle. Doors rattled You hit your head on the window frame All seems rearranged. Kind island windswept and golden Clouds lie low in your valleys Fine white lilies carpet your beaches. Their smell frenzying the cats, their tails up with delight Fabled olive trees, the young ancients, Silver now with new growth. A single hot flower holds itself open, The last before Autumn sets the sun.
Skyros is a Greek Island.
SallyDawnIbbotson
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65/F/Cotswolds. U.K.
Sep 11, 2023
Sep 11, 2023 at 3:54 AM UTC
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