in the tiny cove there swims a tiny fish
water clear reflecting sky
lapping over small shells
steady cleansing sun-bleached driftwood
home to tiny *****
trailing over seaweed
on their way to cooler shadows
sky smiles down
finding sparkling reflect in the mica fragments
sifting through the scattered fronds
of over arching palms
day shimmers on the water
in my memory
gold and brilliant and casting my smiles
in shades of warmer blue
my outflung hand
burning sweetly in the suns fiery kiss
I was there
I dreamed
I am still there in
memory