Best Santa Maria Poems

Sparkling, empty blue sea
sails break the distant horizon
first one
then two
finally three ships making way 
toward unsuspecting shell-gatherers
brown-skinned and naked on
the hot Caribbean sand

Had they known 
they could have feigned friendship
Then slaughtered them all in the night
Burned the great ships and
been done with it.
At least for...

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The feast, it happened, of Saints Peter and Paul.
I’d called in early, for a final look
at Saint Teresa in her cosy nook,
before the tourists made a shopping mall
of this delightful church. My plans on stall
(for Mass was under way), I soon forsook
my statue contemplation, since...

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