Sand in my head

Standard

Alone on an island
I find my sanity,
buried beneath the sand
A child’s shovel
betrays its grave!

This poem is not my usual Haiku but I wanted to share this one. I was asked the question, by my wife, the other day “Would you like to spend a week alone on an island” To which I responded “Yes, I might find my sanity.” I added, looking at my precocious 7 year old home-schooled daughter, “I am sure it would be buried in the sand with the shovel sticking in the pile.” The idea kept niggling at my brain and the above poem is the result. I hope you enjoy.

3 responses »

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s