{"sf1_id":687870,"sf2_id":"RnovvaDm","title":"Isle Dreamscape","author":"Diavora","words":49,"posted_at":"2014-04-02T12:41:00.000Z","tags":["Dream","Poem","Poetry","Rhyme","free verse","water","weird"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/687870-isle-dreamscape","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/RnovvaDm","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/39/4f/394f6ff8-7421-4be4-9765-e3d11e20faad","description":"Another dream poem where I'm on a boat. I think the next few after this are going to be silly, nonsensical poems simply because I want to do something else, ha.","content":"Forever out of reach,  \nWhite sands covered in green.  \nStrangely enough on these seas,  \nTropical though they be to these eyes of mine,  \nEvery single one holds nothing but pine.  \nSo I marvel at impossible trees,  \nAnd waters that hold a perfect sheen,  \nand set sail for the beach.\n\n  \n  \n\n"}