The Island of Dr Moreau
The Island of Blue Dolphins
The Island of Okinawa*
Islands of my childhood
Showed me immorality
loyalty, cruelty and peace
As an adult the Islands stayed
Leaving me to prefer
The company of animals
*My dad was a World War II veteran and this was one of his many "tours".
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I read The Island of the Blue Dolphins when I was about 12. It is a story which stayed with me a long time.
Islands are so much fantasy than reality of beasts.
the longer I live and meet humans the more i love my dog. the islands of my youth were found in Tarzan and the City of Gold and Bomba... my islands for escape were books and still are today.
What a sharp end and commentary on humanity.
Oh, me, too - I much prefer the company of animals.
Oh, I wish that I had written this!
Amen to that!
My father in law was a Marine infantry sargeant and fought on Okinawa. During the campaign, he promised God if he got out of there in one piece he would spend the rest of his life doing God's work. After the war he was a missionary in Africa for 29 years. That's why my wife was raised in Nigeria and Niger.
I spent 13 months stationed on Okinawa in 79/80
I have a painting brought back from Okinawa by a co-worker several years ago. Interesting verse....preferring the company of animals.
I prefer a fantasy island to the island of reality. This is sharp and witty and yes, animals can be great companions.
It is not difficult to prefer the company and the behaviour of animals. In this crazy world in which we live,I find it very easy to do so. :)
The island left! thats surprising instead of you leaving the island. Luv scifi movies and this poem is a ready scene
Happy Sunday
much love...
I love that your island is a collection of them...
All great books and I can see that they would lead one to wish to be rooted in a farm! Thanks. k.
There is a difference in islands where human show their extremity and islands where animals reveal what's exceptional about them -- and I, too, have grown to prefer the latter.
I like the Island of my furry one . . .
She knows all my stories and loves me anyway . . .
I remember reading The Island of the Blue Dolphins as a young girl. I liked it.
=)
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