Folie à deux
We carved a path
Through bamboo-Carved the jungle
Love one step/
At a time
When we breathe air more rarified
Than an
earthbound babe’s
highest peak
on the most remote
isle on the planet
We came here to be pure
To be sanctified, a half-world away
From familiar turf
Here a different type of lawn
An ever-changing surf…The expert swimmer has no expectations
Will amble to the closest safe beach
When things get rough…
The amazement in adventuringLetting go,
Is the discovery
That nothing known
Remains
Peninsula Habitat
The warble and whistle
From the top limbs of the beanTree,
bower festooned with tikis
And leis the guests at our reception
Didn’t take,
The New Guinea impatiens….
our tropical Inheritance on this New England peninsula
Where the season of tantalizing seas,The bevy of heeling hulls
Is as brief
As the bikini-clad girls
Dropping mangos on the gritty sand
