Best Vacationers Poems

FLEEING IRMA

spotlight moon, full, like an Old Testament cloud, leading
Floridians forth, not into the desert, but away from the wrath
of Irma.  bumper to bumper, neighbors from pilot to caboose,
illuminated in each other’s flood beams. testiness and pride
put aside, as fleeing cars, in camaraderie, brave...

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We really thought this was virgin soil
When we sailed upon this land so vast
As we drifted into a secluded cove
Thought we'd stumbled upon the past

Natives sure looked very much like us
But they wore the skimpiest clothes
With only one or two piece coverings
Not a bad looking...

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La Conner is such a pretty small town

That has grown and has changed for many years.

One of the first settlements in the state,

It is so much more than it first appears.



Many buildings from the earlier town

Have been recorded as historic places.

Residents point them out to...

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Summer Solstice”      (Starts June 21 )   Tanka Poem

Summer Solstice looms  		  
hot climate of the year booms	
vacationers like			
longest hours of daylight		
season of bird’s paradise.	



Composed by Dr Ko Ko Thein (a) Martin Chan
Salt Lake City...

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As long shadows flew out before me
Like raven swings, fluttering
Stiff, gentle winds carry 
Winters chill not far behind

Sun-lit cars are all in sharp relief 
Setting slowly in the west
Clouds like cotton candy slowly drift 
Across these faded and burn turquoise horizons

Seagulls screech flap and fly
Catching...

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A fire was burning in a previous day.
Now, just ashes and charred fixtures remain today.
In just a brief incidence, it has all gone away.
Somehow, good things are not here to stay.

This seashore town certainly had a lot.
Now, there are only memories of this spot.
Vacationers loved...

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The list of destinations
Seems to shrink 'most every day
For when planning a vacation,
Fear should not come into play.

From the Zika scare in Rio
To most islands with a beach,
Sounds like tropical escapes
To many will be out of reach.

ISIS is another story,
Bombing airports and cafes.
Who needs travel...

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To be fair, it was the end
of a long day and a large drink
we called Screaming Jesus
nothing more than watered-down
vodka, grape soda, and a stalk of rosemary.

We were dug in near a sandcastle
at Ormand Beach. My skin shrieked
against the heat, but all I heard were...

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Hidden Beneath the Rainbow

Guatemalan villages have rainbows of dreams.
Magical thought whereupon each soul gleams.
Locked by a culture engraved on the soul. 
Harvests where births’ golden customs unroll.

Living antiquated amid pompous brochures
Sleeping upon mats on plank beds or hut floors.
Boys and girls may not date or...

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Baldwin, Michigan is a fascinating town to see.
It is the county seat of Michigan’s Lake County.
Just over a thousand residents call Baldwin home.
Many summer vacationers come here to roam.
The town is a great place for camping and hunting.
Others come here for the canoeing and fishing.
Lake...

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He thought they could build
a healthier multinational corporation.

She felt we could grow
a wealthier multicultural
sacred cooperative network.

He led a hierarchical Council
for World Class Communities.

She bled and blended sacred incorporated cooperatives:
Green STEAM neighborhood cafes,
Green STAG (science, technology, arts and game development) centers,
Green STAR science, technology, arts, and...

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Memories as sharp as diamonds, 
keen as knives, the smell of 
train smoke burns their nostrils still. 

Chilly mornings, misty, magic, 
gleaming rails so full of promise, 
lumbering Leviathans, 

wheezing, roaring, bound for Scotland 
or the local seaside towns, 
vacationers anticipating. 

Dewdrops glisten, hush and...

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In the wilds of my heart I dream of bliss.
The summer sun will proclaim this.

The shade of trees would circumvent
the heating that the skies have sent.

A mist of rain will feed the thirst
of gorgeous blooms in color burst.

The land has grown so lush and green
where...

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We thought we'd landed on virgin soil
When we sailed the ocean so vast
And drifted into this secluded cove
Thought we'd stumbled upon the past

Natives sure looked very much like us
But they wore the skimpiest clothes
With only one or two piece coverings
Not a bad looking group by...

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Standing in line at a gas station,
Waiting on my turn to pay,
There were two african women ahead of me,
They seemed filled with joy that day,

People were enjoying the first fruits of spring,
Many vacationers lined the roads,
The truckers were eating breakfast
Taking a break from hauling loads.

The...

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