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Island Living
Posted: 03 January 2004
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An acquired taste.
Some might say,
A desolate place.
Undeniably tranquil
A peaceful sanctuary
Surrounded by blue
A safe haven
Hidden from view.
And, sure,
Vessels may moor
By invitation only
Fleetingly upon the
The golden shore
But staying
Is not an option
Because just maybe,
Extended moorings
Would lead to the
Disconcerting possibility
That island living may
Lose its charm.
And of course
Sleep is uninterrupted
In blissful ignorance
Of what exists beyond
The golden shores
Of the all encompassing
Blue.
Undoubtedly safe
Island living, remains
An acquired taste.
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 Fearless at 11:46 on 03 January 2004
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Walrus
I like the imagery of the desolate island (esp. the first stanza), and am reminded as to why I would never want to be Robinson Crusoe.
Fearless
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The Walrus at 11:59 on 03 January 2004
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Thanks Fearless. A take on those who choose not to feel, or live life to the full. Safe, but fundamentally limiting and ultimately unfulfilling. But, that's my view...
The Walrus
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poemsgalore at 16:15 on 03 January 2004
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Right now an island sounds good to me, but you're right, I would tire of it eventually and crave to be back on the chaotic mainland. Very well expressed.
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roovacrag at 17:10 on 03 January 2004
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Nothing nicer than to spend a lifetime with the one you love. N ot good if you dislike each other.
xxxxxxxxxxAl
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Islands should be for the few not the many.
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The Walrus at 08:05 on 05 January 2004
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Poemsgalore/Alice, thanks, agree with your comments, nice to visit, but, for most, not to stay.
The Walrus
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miffle at 11:31 on 06 January 2004
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I've been living on an island for the last 3 years and found this poem very apt on a literal level re. my present life situation.
I have a love/ hate relationship with the island in question. Yes, it is a safe place, a place for dreaming, and a place where words flow but yes it can feel suffocating too. Having spent some time in London too I now try to appreciate each place for what they have to offer...Nowhere is perfect.
The islands call me back though and it's hard to adjust to mainland mania when I'm here - so much seems superficial and superflous. I have discovered that actually I need so little on my island.
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The Walrus at 16:16 on 06 January 2004
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Nicola, thanks for your comments - really interesting to have an interpretation from a literal perspective, or perhaps not so literal? Perhaps you should write a poem entitled 'Mainland Mania'?
Thanks again.
The Walrus
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Bobo at 23:18 on 06 January 2004
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Walrus - sorry - somehow I missed this...ho hum, must try harder...
Like this an awful lot - it's so full of truth, albeit a truth we all find hard to accept - the novel soon becomes the familiar and familiarity sure does breed contempt.
BoBo x
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The Walrus at 10:02 on 07 January 2004
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Thanks Bobo, no apology necessary! Agree with your comments. On reflection, I think we all do a bit of island living now and then non?
The Walrus
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