Poetry About Bora Bora

Paddles enter the lagoon before sunrise. The mountain darkens the pale blue water. A boat engine carries workers across the bay. Reef fish turn beneath the bright surface. Beauty here is also weather, home, and labor. The island exceeds every picture made of it.

Nothing here is only what it seems. The mountain darkens the pale blue water. A quieter history moves underneath. Reef fish turn beneath the bright surface. The patient eye discovers another current. The island exceeds every picture made of it.

Paddles enter the lagoon before sunrise. Time moves, but the image does not leave. A boat engine carries workers across the bay. It returns us to lagoon light, island life, volcanic ridges, travel, work, and the reality beyond a postcard paradise. Beauty here is also weather, home, and labor. The day continues with a more attentive heart.