Cala Tortuga Poem by Beach Leanbh

Cala Tortuga

Rating: 3.5


Gilded sun slips below the ocean’s face
Ebbing diurnal ties to evening fancies
Thoughts of sweat and moil leave no trace
Naught given to such mundane malignancies
A current ridden into a turtle’s cove
Kindred souls banking and diving
Eternal repose spilling through their aquatic grove
Discovering my new home upon arriving

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