Caribbean Escape

If you've never been to the Caribbean, and you can go, you really should! I only have to close my eyes and I'm back there.

 

Caribbean Escape

 

Soft white sand clings to my glass,

Condensation traps it there,

A trickle of sweat runs across my brow,

But I really do not care.

 

A sultry breeze caresses my skin,

I can hear the ocean hiss,

My nearly naked body bronzed,

By a tropical sunshine kiss.

 

Palm trees gently swaying,

People frolicking, having fun,

A waiter just picked up my drink,

And brought me another one.

 

A linguistic cocktail around me,

Mellow voices and laughter abound,

There’s a common thread that can be felt,

In this tropical paradise I’ve found.

 

The Caribbean’s like a body massage,

It leaves you aroused, wanting more.

If you can take this winter escape,

It’s well worth saving for.

 

- Annabel Sheila

Reviews

[Rockebah]

I can truely relate to this poem because I was born and is still living in the Caribbean. On a little Island called Grenada. So when I tell you this poem captures the relaxing atmostphere of the islands there is no mistake. This poem is good.