Musing on Puerto Rico

| February 18, 2014 | 0 Comments

Experience lies past the ventured ground,

Past new pavement, into Old San Juan Town,

Where callejons lead left and right

And assorted walls line the sight.

Old San Juan


From a nook in the square the view opens:

Lush sea of forest, beyond, clear ocean.

Above the green, gray clouds darken,

Below, a lone tower harkens.

Rolling Hills

El Yunque’s trails are travail for any,

To absorb rare sights and breathe air heady.

The rolling hills and roaring falls,

Induce wonder, and reason stalls.



Now, Moonlight guides us down Mosquito Bay,

As we oar upstream to see plankton play.

Young and old embrace the mystery,

And experience the history.

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