Best Tropical Poems
I woke up to the soft
marigold melodies
of whistling waves,
reverberating in
turquoise tunes,
stirring the sleeping
sunrise within my soul,
while the hermit crabs,
soaked in salty sand,
creep along the ivory
shores at a slow pace,
too eager to find a
faulty ray from my
honeyed horizon.
Yet I refused to allow
the crawling crustaceans
to obscure the serene scenes
unfolding in shades
of teal zeal beneath
azure spheres,
for I am the
metaphorical mermaid,
weaving aquatic anthems,
awaiting the crystalline
calling from the warm
arms of an oceanic heart.
I remember walking
on colorful clouds,
tiptoeing my way to
the psychedelic gates
of seraphic realms,
oblivious to the
hibiscus haven thriving
in tropical fruitfulness.
Perhaps the flavors
of twilight cocktails
were blended with
trippy ingredients,
untying ribboned skies
to unveil a
kaleidoscopic staircase
to untouched bliss,
where no breathing
footprints can blemish
the pearlescent purity
of an exotic paradise.
There, in the rhyme-less
roots of palm trees,
you’ll find my inked dreams,
kissing the cinnamon sun,
unfurling herbs of
seasoned sanguinity,
a singing siesta
soothing ruffled crests
rippling with topaz tranquility
along celestial currents.
This is me turning perfumed
pages of my grounded reality;
a picturesque painting
sketched in the
amethyst arena of
my sixth chakra,
and I will forever remain
in this island of romanticism,
collecting conch shells,
writing poetry with
evergreen stems,
and floating weed,
a lyrical hideaway,
without scarred flowers
envious of the sapphires
I knit in ceremonial silence.
If tomorrow, there is
no sailing catamaran
to steer your lusterless shadows,
here upon porcelain dunes,
forgive my need to
strive in sweet seclusion,
I am no longer strayed
on ruthless routes that
lack emerald empathy
and camellia compassion.
What a lovely sight it is to see all the fish in there
Wonderful creatures swimming about everywhere
Large ones and small ones graceful as they move
They are swimming around with nothing to prove
The Hypostomus plecostomus adheres to the glass
Cleaning the tank not letting any algae pass
Colourful clashes of many tropical creatures
Blending in nicely with all the tanks features
Red tailed sharks, Angel fish and Guppies too
Relaxing to watch them and the things they do
Aquarium plants sway gently going with the flow
Bubbles full of air up to the top they go
A community of fish are living and survive
There are no real predators so they stay alive
Feeding and swimming in their own special way
Creating their own young so they will always stay
Ornamental coloured pebbles lay on the bottom
Plecky is still cleaning up so nothing goes rotten
How wonderful it is to see all the fish share
Every last bit of food and bubbles of air
Brilliant lighting and coloured bubbles rise
They feed from the food a sprinkled surprise
Characters abundant each fish has its own
From a tiny fish fry oh how they have grown
A slice of sun rises over Oahu
like a pineapple ripened to yellow-gold;
an island paradise under drapes of blue
shining in morning mist on hibiscus, bold.
Behold the beauty of Hawaiian legend -
in tropical breezes, blooms sway, tilt and bend,
and hammocks of petals drenched in bright arrays
are made into splendor of welcoming leis.
for Anthony Slausen's Encounters with Flowers Contest, 11/24/14
Birds doth fly above the sky,
flowers fair and nigh;
as the sun comes shining by,
wet white sand to dry.
Soft the breeze from gentlest seas,
sweetly strums guitar;
lassie sings of love and sees
sailor from afar.
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19 April 2015
Tropical sunshine
streaming down
from a clear blue and white sky
with fleecy white clouds
edged with wisps of mist
like giant grains of popcorn
drifting slowly by
way up in the sky
The sunshine
bathing the sugar cane fields below
with golden sunbeams
saturating the texture
of its long grass-like leaves
with its radiance
enlivening them and
transforming the fields into
an emerald sea
of brilliant green
Tropical breeze
swaying the sugar cane leaves
gently caressing them
making them dance in unison
like the waves of the ocean
The dancing leaves
vibrating in harmony
with each other
create a murmuring sound
that builds in intensity
and reaches a crescendo
like the roar
of the waves of the ocean
setting the leaves
in a wild dance of ecstasy
and then gently subsiding
to the soothing sound
of a gentle breeze
inducing a state
of peacefulness
and tranquillity
At such moments
alone with nature
one can feel a strange unity
with everything around
Unity that is so strong
and overpowering
that one loses consciousness
of one's individual self
one has no consciousness
of time and space
but only of that moment
- the infinite eternal NOW
One's consciousness seems to merge
with a deeper consciousness
of the unity of all things
in nature and the cosmos
One experiences an awareness
of a deeper reality
that is impossible
to describe in words
One makes contact
with one's cosmic roots
in a dimension where
time and space
are irrelevant
It is the synchronisation
of one's consciousness
with the absolute
and ultimate reality
of the cosmos
As a young boy, around nine or ten, I used to love to be in the sugar-cane fields in my native tropical island, Trinidad. I got a natural high, being dazzled by the brilliant sunshine and listening to the sighing of the sugar cane leaves as they swayed in the breeze like the waves of the ocean. I felt that Nature was speaking to me, transporting me to another world where I connected with my cosmic roots, becoming part of the unity of all things.
Flower of summer
The beautiful hibiscus
Pride of Hawaii
2nd place
Passion fruit kisses, a tropical breeze
Butterfly flickers, your lashes do tease
Cherry encounters of promised delight
Spray of seduction, the sea mist at night
Mango martini of unmatched desire
Touches of Jasmine, fuel to the fire
Liquor of Palm tree, Coconut dew
Will keep me forever enchanted with you
Sunset of satin against raven hair
Pineapple mornings to bless skin so fair
Passion fruit kisses, a tropical breeze
To love you forever, Papaya agrees
lavender~ aqua
saffron~ crimson and celeste
hanging loose above
Sept.23.2018
Haiku in the Tropics
Sponsored by: Julia Ward
Placed 1'st Premiere Contest
Sept.28.2018
the sun warms gently
mother earth smiles grateful
responds with bounty
7/18/02
In a tropical place, the climate
becomes a way of being.
Fruits and flowers on shirts and dresses,
breakfasts of bananas,
pineapple flavored passions of
afternoon, pathways to the moon on
evening seas, coconut-milk tipped waves at dawn,
palms tilting horizons and gulls gliding
the edge of time.
Yet, where I live does not define me.
Not like the Irish dairymen, who
rain or shine, milk cows they
could easily set their clocks by.
Here on this perfect stretch of sand,
I am rootless - envious
of those who have never moved.
I feel puppet-ized by modern life;
a little schizoid - liking where I am,
hearing the voices, while
a part of me pines
for pastoral beginnings.
Wind and heavy rain
Elements of a tropical storm
Take cover before it arrives
Isolated island entices my senses
With fruits,flowers,and white sand
A beauty with no other pretenses
The offerings of this gorgeous hot land
Ocean of a clear turquoise green
Skinny dipping in the cool waterfalls
Natures boutique is all that's seen
Free and sweeter without any walls
Night skies seen like no other before
Moon beams and stars shine brighter
Who could ever expect or want more
To gaze beauty as you hold me tighter
Colors brighter then any I've known
Bright yellows reds, greens, and blues
More brilliant then I'd ever been shown
On this paradise with so many hues
1st place
Contest:100 words exactly
Sponsor:Caren Krutsinger
9/15/2019
Perched on a sturdy branch on yonder tree
Pouring out your heart in sweet melody
With a full throated birdsong rhapsody
Filling me with such joyful ecstasy
Do you sing sweetly to woo your lady
Who listens somewhere on a nearby tree
Her heart must surely melt at the beauty
Of the song you sing so effortlessly
Is your song a joyful testimony
To honour nature's musical bounty
Given to creatures from earth, sky and sea
Whose music blesses all abundantly
Or is it part of a profound mystery
Heralding a supreme divinity
Which pervades all silently and deeply
O bird, I'll ever be grateful to thee
Waterfall wishes
Jasmine secrets serenade-
Cockatoo tells all
surfing emerald waves,
gently cleanse vivid coral,
tropical rainbow.
Copyright © 2010 By Caryl S. Muzzey
Seventh Place Winner ~ "Tropical Treasures” Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Sweetheart of Poetry Soup’s Linda-Marie Bariana
July 16, 2010