Tropical Breezes

Pineapple chunks in a lime colored scheme

Look, citrus segments!  Boldly tart, sweet and shine!

Palm tree swaying

In the distance, a pan flute playing

Shish kabob fragrant air, curling smoke from the fire’s whisper, dance like a gray ribbon fanfare!

Hint of salt in the air

My smile says, pull up a chair

It was my pleasure to take you there ~

Jemfyr ©


  1. June 21, 2009 at 3:44 pm

    I feel like I’m under the umbrella sipping on a “Shirley Temple” and watching you enjoy the beach. Great poem. Thanks.

  2. Sam said,

    June 22, 2009 at 2:55 am

    Very aptly named, you’re taken right there to the edge of the beach.

    • Natalie said,

      June 24, 2009 at 2:54 am

      very nice poem! sounds just like my back yard.. sunny florida

  3. ~J~ said,

    June 24, 2009 at 4:24 am

    That swirled over every sensation – The mouth waters, the hopes rise…~*~

  4. Xavierism said,

    June 27, 2009 at 10:28 pm

    Thank you for sharing the link to your blog & poetry. I love this poem.

    I truly took this in…I’ll definitely be thinking about this poem throughout the day.

    *CHEERS* & Love!

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