On First Seeing Bermuda
Southeast breeze carries
scent of jacaranda,
eucalyptus,
oleander, and bougainvillea.
Houses of pastels
that breathe in gentle sunlight:
perfection set in
manicured lawns.
Accents attenuated
from the harsher Caribbean,
friendly voices
greet, and smile.
From Gibb’s Hill,
a visual smorgasbord
tasting subtly, and sadly,
of Eden lost.
Welcome, and Namaste
Greetings fellow travellers,
For you American friends visiting, you will notice that this old Canadian uses Canadian English in this blog: kindly bear with me. As I blog primarily on subjects that are vitally interesting to me, I appreciate all feedback.
As I tend to be a bit of a language usage freak, I will, as required, edit obscenity and rude comments. That said, I welcome your opinions and discussion.
May your Dharma be clear
Peace
"If we shadows have offended,
Think but this, and all is mended:
That you have but slumb'red here,
While these visions did appear."
Puck’s epilogue to A Midsummer Night’s Dream
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