Treasure Island

Derek. A. Sim

(North East England.)

Linda Chose Me


It’s true there’s none so fair in face,
Nor one more worthy of the chase,
Greek Gods would bow their head’s in awe,
And pay a ransom, to take my place.

For I have claimed, before their eyes,
To have and to hold, the ultimate prize,
To lose you now would take my very breath,
And leave nothing more, but certain death.

Submitted: Monday, August 26, 2013
Edited: Monday, August 26, 2013
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Poet's Notes about The Poem

I wrote this poem whilst in a moment of quiet reflection, looking at how life, although we think we plan it, is affected by 'happen-stance'. The piece was inspired by my lovely Linda, to whom it is dedicated.

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