From my office window, all I can see is snow. Mounds of it. The fire pit has disappeared and I can’t see the ears on my mom’s ceramic deer. It’s pretty to look at but I’m not a snow fan. Despite my constant complaining, it hasn’t been the snowiest winter in Baltimore, although it might go down as one of the coldest, breaking records set in the late 1800’s. Small wonder I’m looking for inspiration from the master of island escapism.
Today, we’re writing to the Six-Pack Odes category with our words selected from the song, “Bring Back The Magic,” written by that consummate tropical troubadour, Jimmy Buffett, and Will Jennings. (The complete lyrics for this song can be found here.) As always for this prompt category, there are no restrictions on style or length, but your poem must contain all six wordle words.
Beachcombers strolling along the shore,
their delight buried in hot sand,
long for the rolling waves
to sink their sorrows when castles are
lost to the rising tide.
© Susan Schoeffield