Millington

Yellow poppies in Spring 
make my heart sing. 
A falling note;
a calling boat, 
paint chipped in red. 
Shoreline inked in candyfloss pink 
On a sea-green bed. 
Tendrils slink over the mouthpiece of jutting headland. 
Caves are seen but 
cannot be explored,
in lands so clean and always adored. 

By s.f.