Exotic Poems

sunkissed

sunkissed fruitiness
bursting with tropical notes
summer in a glass



AP: Honorable Mention 2025

recurring musings

recurring musings 
of tropical paradise
coconut lagoon

THE ROSE OF VELVET TIME

On the dim lit streets of New York town
You danced for uncrowned kings
The whiskey harsh upon your lips
With eyes that could not see

And I'd await by the ocean's shore
With the horses tethered fast
For dawn would draw you homeward
From each exotic dance

You sought for what M'lady
While youth a withered vine
I had but love to give you
The

enchanted night

enchanted night
exudes exotic perfumes
~ love in the air



AP: Honorable Mention 2025

Tom Yum

Come to my lips, elixir!
Your divine broth,
clear and pure,
humble and exotic,
simple yet complex.
Your hint of lemongrass,
a sprig of cilantro,
a handful of shrimp.

"Mild?" "Yes, rather mild,
I'm just not that brave."



AP: Honorable Mention 2025

Exotic Escape

All I remember is rampant rain and a loud bang.

As dawn distilled through a canopy of palm trees,
glimpses of light reflected like emeralds on leaves.
I felt blessed in its warm golden glow,
as I awoke under clear sapphire skies.
Radiant sun blazed brightly,
reflecting like a fluorescent mosaic 
upon turquoise waves kissing my bare feet.

I could hear cobalt

Relax You Say

Relax you say, perhaps easier said than done
Time to let down your hair and go out and have some fun
Stress and tension team up to wage war on all of us
This dynamic duo is not happy unless they create a big fuss
They attack our positive emotions in such a profound and negative way
We can't allow

Retirement Day

Retirement after all these years, time has flown by
My alarm is also retiring, no need to ask why
The first thing on my agenda is a holiday to an exotic place far away
A change to relax and unwind for several days
Reflecting on my career, which was filled with many ups and downs
My chair has already been

Lottery WIn

What would you do if you were lucky enough to win the lottery
Would you donate some to an aid group that could get some people out of poverty
A trip to some exotic place surely would be in your plans
Would all the money go a long way to increasing your lifespan
Could you buy love perhaps, it

Ode To Exotic Moonlight

Upon the shore,
The exotic moonlight,
Has kissed,
from the oceanic sky,

The moonlight,
Like,
The lavendar,
Dress of irises,
Shimmering,
Upon each wave,
Undulating,
Like,
Sparkling diamonds,

A nightingale,
Lights,
With its warm sighs,
And hymns,
The candle of the moon,

The lakes,
Are fountains,
glistening,
With starry flowers.
Reynaldo Casison

Upon Evening and Exotic Shores

Upon evening and exotic shores,
I feel the mist of your hair,
Your hips,
Of the sweetest crescents,
Dance like a ballerina,

With an irises love,
And its blush of lavendars,
Serenading vases and gardens,

Your accents of honey,
Born of the enchanted waves,
Caresses the soul,
With loving midnights,
And tender noons,

The evening sways,
With lovely,
and solacing bouquets,
Its mango sighs,
Strewn along the petalled vistas
Reynaldo Casison

Exotic Spices

“exotic spices”


Christopher came among us
going by the name Columbus
far from the Far East
he accomplished at least
the spread of disease like a fungus

Gypsy Skirt Upon Her Exotic Hips

Gypsy skirt,
Upon her exotic hips,
That embraces,
Her painterly,
silhouette,
To carefreely flow,
In the winds of her salsa,
Beauty,,
And caress her rhythms,
From firm sunset gallops,
to sweet repose,

From what shore,
Did she gather your flowers,
Surreal honey,

Her hips are so comfy,
and cozy,
In your loving fibers,
And adept garden waves,
As her hem dreams,
Its flowers,
To dance with her,
Crescendos,
And gaze of her sighs,
Gypsy skirt,
upon her exotic hips,
And

Exotic Lady With Surreal Flowers

Her exotic brunnette hair,
Flows,
With her long gypsy,
Skirt,
Emblazoned,
With surreal flowers,
As she sashays,
Through the beaded,
Light,
To the sweet chimes,
To relax,
Carefree,
Upon the rose velvet couch
Reynaldo Casison

Painting On the Wall

I sit here, perched on the wall
Frozen forever 
Face in my hands
Black waves tumbling past my shoulders
Smiling, pearly white teeth glistening
My brown eyes admire you from my spot, here on the wall
They admire your features, your furrowed brow, your sharp features
But you pay me no notice
You used to
Now the only attention I get is from

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