On islands of the tropics sweetly sets
over poignant scented bistros and tide
on a rich apricot, painted canvas
a gentle warmth for winter's hostile chide

As bare footed limps deep into the sand
To chirps, to giggles; crashing surf so glad
Briskly washing away all memory
of the wintered homage of Avon's bard

A pale mat lays hush, as red kites ascend
to prey in vast fields of his frigid shire
From a window's sill, his eyes thus pretend
A sonnet on the seaside's to retire

Seldom he escapes winter's icy grip
Shakespeare seaside sonnet: a mental trip

of times long
ago
Persian poets did write
along the Euphrates River
flow
where a shimmering sun
put atop its waters
a glimmering
glow

since these ancient
days
many a poet has scribe verse
beside other river
lays
Shakespeare thinking of an Avon love
who caught his thoughts
in such deeply abiding
ways

Boney M's lyrical
composition
by the Rivers of Babylon
is a modern
adaptation  
of the writers eternal feel
for a river streaming
wordage of
inspiration