Treasure Map



The tales of old

Of treasured gold

An ‘X’ on the map marks the spot


Shovels of sand

With sweaty hand

Searching for wealth time long forgot


Isles there be

Vast tropic sea

And here they all look just the same


Windward palm tree

Cove on alee

And none of them given a name


So, sail we do

To each shore new

Hoping to find the hidden place


The loot we track

With aching back

Reveals only an empty space


A missing clue

And déjà vu

Amongst the cool and salted breeze


Then in despair

A humble prayer

Wish I could read this Portuguese


The dotted line

Length undefined

In a language I do not know


Not plausible


Shown in each yard of sand I throw


But I’m not through

For ocean blue

Holds many of these emerald gems


I think it might

And hope I’m right

The finding is on one of them




6 Responses to “Treasure Map”
  1. I am awestruck by the variety of topics you can write. The stories of treasure hunt has always fascinated me and this is piece is very well written 😊

    • Brad Osborne says:

      Thank you, Vinayak! I purposefully try to vary subject and style so I don’t get into a rut and I love the challenge. As always, I greatly appreciate your words and support! 😊

  2. Jim Borden says:

    fun poem; especially liked rhyming breeze with Portugese 🙂

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