Daughter of the Caribbean

I

Solitude and secrecy were the primacy.
Next the dance of corals
that lived their spiraled voyage
to achieve - over centuries -
the marvel of a birth
on the Caribbean surface.

Coast ever newly formed
cradled by swelling waves - virgin -
tracing the silhouette of mystery
eternally gray
eternally renovated - and renovating -
in the face of the rocks.

It was a passionate Guanahatabey
who drew love in circles
of blood and minerals.
In the hollow of his caverns
magic appeared.

And later, the deluded admiral
who noted in his logbook the discovery
of cranes, white and gigantic,
like monks.

And what's to say of the corsairs
and pirates? It was their hideout
and retreat.
They planted gold in its waters
as in a natural safe.

Today the Tumbita Criolla
performs for visitors and immigrants
of all colors and nations
while, with naive vanity,
the woodland musicians
match the transcendental
rhythm of a sucu-suco.

but the Isle continues to be
everyone's and no one's!

II

The renowned and the rare I came to know
in the green wisdom of its red mangroves.
The spray of its beaches -
voluble as females -
flirted with my adolescence,
and the sands of blackest marble
guided my bare feet
to hidden places perfumed by the woods
of all the sunken galleons.

Isle of incredible flora -
pines and pot-bellied palms --
special creature!

Now I comprehend the motives
of that Indian,
of Christopher Columbus,
of the Corsairs and Pirates,
of Mongo Rives and his Tumbita Criolla,
of the visitors and immigrants.

I perceive the ligth in their fascinated eyes,
as they, like me, lose themselves
in delicious fantasy
seeking the lost trail
of an eternal youth
filled with illusions
like this isle,
incomparable daughter of the Caribbean.

 

Nice poem my friend!! It is very interesting the way how you writte it, deep and fantasy. Congratulations! I send you a big HI and my reputation for this poem.

 

Thank you, friend, go and leave your message. A brotherly hug!

 

Lovely poem, my friend, i enjoy it, it seems that is a beautiful place on earth where you live...Big hug ans all the stars for you.

 

Dear innocent prisoner, always a pleasure having you close with your encouraging comments. A big hug, buddy!