QUAIL MUTTERINGS #48. A Caribbean Jaunt (December 2017)

Monkeys and lizards and frogs, Oh my!

The place is exotic and foreign and nice.

White sands, warm weather and beautiful seas

Don’t have to remain such an elusive tease.

Just a few thousand miles

But don’t get too riled.

You’ll make it to the alluring Caribbean.

Pirates and sailboats and snorkeling galore

Bring pleasure, excitement and dreams of more

Sunbathing and drinking incredible rum

Can leave one a bum

But only if succumbing to a snore.

So much to soak in

From those tropical rays

Where they follow you into the aqua marine.

Locals selling their handmade wares

Haggling prices is never that rare

And then you’ll be caught in their invisible snare.

Musical languages heard all around

From vendors to surfers to waiters then bound

To bounce together in a grand tide of sound.

Singing frogs serenade throughout the night

And continue long after you give up the fight

Chanting their chorus toward the Southern Cross.

An After Thought

Beautiful beaches,

Red reefs submerged in crystal clear waters,

Warm, easy breezes brushing over tropical islands

Dotted with Palm trees.

Friendly hellos and helpful advice

And breadfruit prepared into numerous delights.

What’s not to like?

About visiting a place so peaceful and welcoming?

Oh, and by the way –

Dorothy was right after all.

That there’s really no place like home.

There’s no place like home!

Chi Varnado’s memoir, A CANYON TRILOGY: Life Before, During and After the Cedar Fire, and her children’s book, The Tale of Broken Tail, are available on Amazon.com. Her collection of essays, Quail Mutterings, can be found on www.chivarnado.com.
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