Mevagissey twinkles illusive ‘cross the drowsy bay <br />The air is full of Brigadoon <br />And you were always only halfway here <br />But now you’ve gone, disappeared complete. <br />The lost island that no one ever quite could reach <br />The distant shore bountiful, replete <br />That disappears before the anchor touches sand <br />Bermuda triangle en suite <br />Lights grow dim and start to fade in the light of day <br />A dusting of dawn sprinkles o’er the moon <br />Your words were always constantly sincere <br />You told the truth beyond hopes we couldn’t quite delete <br />The sunken boat that floundered near an isolated beach <br />Too long waning, shrinking, obsolete <br />Dissolving in the water before it reaches land <br />Bermuda triangle en suite<br /><br />Jayne Downing<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/bermuda-triangle/
