You swam in my womb as I lay
mid-morn on the pink blossom sand
of spectacular Horseshoe Bay.
Where the horizon meets this land,
God has chosen an artist’s hand
to stroke Bermuda’s mysteries
in softly muted color-bands
of possible miracle seas.
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The Never Normal 
The beauty of this poem has me gasping for air. The imagery and language are completely breathtaking…
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