Poem: This Dreamy Island Land

The trees in the east...
are painted with a thousand tints
of the new green of spring...
To the west the turquoise lake shimmers
in the crystal afternoon sun...
Across this dreamy island land
there is sudden beauty everywhere...
But paradise is not of this earth...
at your door...three children...
with dark dusty faces...
and faded jeans...
ask you for...
beer...cigarettes...and whisky.......