No blue so deep so vivid
as the waters
of Vineyard Haven harbor
looking down
from the top deck
of our departing ferry
clear azure sparkling
in the August sunlight
a perfect backdrop for the hundred
white-hulled sailboats
tethered behind the jetty
gently rocking
in the ripples of our wake
as we pull slowly
from the dock leaving behind
the island of my childhood loves
and dreams