tropical vacation poem

Calypso Night

Written by Susan Noyes Anderson on . Posted in General-Literary Poems, Nature Poems

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©2012 Susan Noyes Anderson

Wassily Kandinsky Red Spot II 1921

Image: Red Spot II by Wassily Kandinsky

Listen as the rhythm
of a heated, humid day
meets the drumming of a
fevered, fertile night.

The sun and clouds have dropped
into the sea, simmered away;
now the voodoo moon is
rising, hot and bright.

A sultry dance of orchids
and hibiscus stirs the breeze,
as calypso pulses
magic through your veins.

Your heart beats into music;
passion takes you by degrees.
In the morning, only
memory remains.

∞§∞

“Like all great travelers, I have seen more than I remember and remember more than I’ve seen.” – Benjamin Disraeli

“To travel is to take a journey into yourself.” – Danny Kaye

“We travel, some of us forever, to seek other states, other lives, other souls.”
– Anais Nin

“All journeys have secret destinations of which the traveler is unaware.”
– Martin Buber

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Susan Noyes Anderson

Susan Noyes Anderson is the author of At the End of Your Rope, There’s Hope, Deseret Book, ©1997; Awaken Your Spiritual Power: The Fairy Godmother Isn’t Coming!, Karisma Press, ©1999; and His Children (poetry only, photos are by Anita Schiller), Vantage Point Press, ©2003.

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