Mike Dailey Poet Rhyme

San Juan

San Juan
The flowering trees
The island breeze

San Juan

The raised cross walk
We faint – we balk
The narrow streets
The salsa beats
The swaying palm
The driver’s calm
The soft sand beach
The natives speech
The evening rains
The food – plantains
The fortress walls
The wild bird calls
The slower pace
The warm embrace

San Juan

The humid air
The sweat soaked hair
The hotel noise
The merchant’s ploys
The taxi cost
The getting lost

San Juan

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Andrea Dietrich October 17, 2013 at 7:04 PM what a marvelous way to retell your vacation in such short phrases.VERY interesting. Mike Dailey October 18, 2013 at 12:41 PM Thank you so much for reading my poems. San Juan was a delightful place to visit and I am sure I did not do it justice with my short phrases.

Ilene Bauer October 17, 2013 at 5:07 PM a perfect summation of your vacation! love the perfect couplets and the humorous ending... Mike Dailey October 18, 2013 at 12:42 PM No Uncle Mike for this one - just short and sweet phrases on what it was like in San Juan.