Archipelago

Archipelago

An archipeligo of islands laying in the sun

Sea narrowed and channelled making funnelled runs

The ship making twists and turns

As she winds the  laborious path

Moving the views round and round

From Islands green to rocky ground

White yachts beating as they weave and race

Speedboats charge and set the pace

Passengers out viewing the sights so clear

Clothes flapping in the wind but full of cheer

Resinous pine from trees so fine

Twists on the breeze added to the brine

Small houses with docks and flags

Dot the islands cling to crags

Natures beauty refreshes the eye