Cyprus Summer Mornings Poem by David Boyce

As I look out from my lounger,
Out towards the turquoise sea,
I hear the birds song calling out,
As if they are talking to me.

The sea looks calm towards the horizon,
But deceiving your visual sense,
As you hear the waves crashing,
Onto the shoreline with ferocious intense.

The palm trees growing skywards,
The pink and white oleander flowers,
The calming sounds of the waves,
I could sit here relaxed for many hours.

In the early Cyprus mornings,
When the dew lays upon the ground,
The still air is very calming,
With a slight breeze all around.

Written by David Boyce
9th July 2025

@ Atlantica Golden Beach Hotel,
Paphos, Cyprus