Treasure Island

Doug Blair

(April 6,1951 / London, Ontario, Canada)

Oasis


Ten days of plodding

Sand upon sand

Dunes endless change

By invisible Hand.

Camel bells clanging

Glad sound of the trail.

Campfire's fresh coffee

For tired ones and frail.

Hawk's screech at daybreak

Arise and break camp.

Movement the cure

For the aches and the damp.

Doubtless today

We will come to the pool

Trading tents beckon

Refreshments and cool.

This but a blessed pause

In scratching for life.

Back to the home-camp

With goods for the wife.

Submitted: Saturday, July 13, 2013
Edited: Saturday, July 13, 2013
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