Since today is RLS Day,
happy birthday, Mr Stevenson!
Treasured Island –
Home of black, lone or lofty cliffs,
encircled by the screaming sea,
peat dried & burnt instead of wood,
where oil burns in candles’ stead,
barren as ignorance of men,
unaware of blunt
manured with seaweed,
sewn with gold,
gather with horses’ manes –
where you can find a solid spade,
a safer point of anchorage.
© Nat Hall 2013
In homage to RLS, 13 Nov 2013 —-