The Caribbean Sea

The Caribbean Sea short poem

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The bright blue Caribbean sea
Stretches out for all to see.
A trail of Islands at its feet,
Any tourist would its natives greet.
So if you ever consider taking a vacation.
Consider one of those beautiful places.
Primarily Belize, with its lengthy barrier reef.
Deep water diving near the blue hole.
Or climbing to the top of a Maya ruin.
Though I’ve done so a few times,
I kept returning, long to be there again,
enjoying nature and beauty of this earth.

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A Registered nurse, wife, mother, poetic writer and United Way volunteer.Born in Belize, migrated to New York at age eighteen. After studying nursing, worked as an emergency room until starting a family.Having both natural and chosen children, it was the emotional struggles of the chosen ones that gave birth to many of her poems.Ruthieg believes that when all is forgotten or ignored, expressive words linger or get heard. That it is important for the hurt and wounded to have a voice, for that purpose, many of my poems were written.
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Shamala Chandran
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The aqua blue green waters…so refreshing its sight…and your poetry is as refreshing…

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