Beautiful Bermuda, sunny, sleepy isle, High winds across white sands, bright purple seas, Colors of the rainbow hover o'er your leas, Within a sea of restfulness you sit, in gracious style. The gorgeous hues of flowers astound one, mile on mile; The limestone caves appall one, there one sees Long candlesticks in opalescent frieze; The clop, clop, clop of horses passes, while The quiet whirring by of bicycles, Past gardens, cedars, pines, hibiscus red, Stirs in us hope that sometime we may dwell, And ride luxuriously beyond the hills, Watching the pure white wells, by Heaven fed, And resting for a time, in some sweet dell. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...LETTER TO JOSEPH WARREN by ROBERT FROST THE DARK HOUSE by EDWIN ARLINGTON ROBINSON HASTE NOT! REST NOT! by JOHANN WOLFGANG VON GOETHE GRENADIER by ALFRED EDWARD HOUSMAN THE INDIAN SERENADE by PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY DRINKING SONG (5) by ALCAEUS OF MYTILENE A POEM FOR THE SEFIROT AS WHEEL OF LIGHT by NAFTALI BACHARACH |