Poem of the Day

Written by Kent on June 8, 2013. Posted in Uncategorized

 

Ode to Manuel Antonio

 

Her gown the forest, undulating and green.Manuel Antonio Wave Crashing

Her tresses the rivers, flowing their course.

Her skin the beaches, bare and free,

Her lips the spirit of the living forest.

By the blue of night, or the light of day,

From Playa Espadilla to Playa El Rey,

From the hazy skies to the canopy,

To the hidden world beneath the sea.

She is mysterious, a figure of many faces,

Dressed in the  jewels of her many hidden places:

The Naturalist, the Dancer, the Adventurer, the Lover,

A enchanted world for travelers to discover…

 

 

 

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