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    Poe - alive and well on Aruba

    I went shopping for school jeans for Jr. A couple of high-rise malls wanted my salary so I tried something old. I went shopping down town. It was dusty, they were putting railroad tracks for the coming Tram and all the shop owners were starting to SEE THE LIGHT AT THE END OF THEIR TUNNEL. I was moved by the originality of it all. The Caribbean feel of it. I was walking in my small town and it was so dXXXXXed nice. I loved it. Food was in open shops without fancy tables - Just wood cement and good grub. I had coffee without anyone putting my name on a cup with a magic marker then grilling me on what I want then telling me to sit and wait to hear my name. There was a trueness <(Not a word but I like it so ..)to it.
    Things came to mind and I realized that there was just too much confusion - like water is for drinking, bathing, cooking and swimming and not to go watch dance. A mall entrance should be in the front. Something about going into the back door that bothers me. No kid alive should wear $150 jeans and $200 sneakers to go play in dirt. Now - admittedly, that is my take on it but.. The visit to down town (something that I will make a habit) inspired me to write this little piece. Fun to do and I ask forgiveness from my English teachers in the USA. POE was never in the Caribbean, or was he?


    BASICS

    The streets, the beats, the faces the graces
    The ringing and chiming of the voices with traces
    Of accents that come from far away places

    The joyous sound of the down town street

    The bells and yells and stories it tells
    The clanging of ship bells - A sound so wondiferous
    A Caribbean rock far far from trees that are coniferous

    Aruba woke up and said something strange
    They came, then heard and said never change
    Stay humble and happy and remain true blue
    To the sounds of the laughter that is happiness - T'is you

    The streets, the beats, the faces the graces
    The ringing and chiming of the voices with traces
    And accents that come from far away places

    The joyous sound of the down town street

    CHANGE

    The bells and the yells that came from hotels
    Rang away endlessly in a laughter and joy
    This is my island it is my own weekly place
    It is my getaway, my Caribbean toy

    They Stayed and played and made much trade
    These wonderous newbies to the island of OZ
    They loved what they found and missed what was home
    So quick food came on board and not one alone

    The streets, the beats, the faces the graces
    The ringing and chiming of the voices with traces
    And accents that come from far away places

    Dimming was the light of the sound of the down town street

    New island stores flourished - they grew and grew
    Then came supermarkets with the ocean to view
    Commerce moved and malls came on strong
    All so convenient - After-all a five minute drive became too long

    The streets, the beats, the faces the graces
    The ringing and chiming of the voices with traces
    And accents that come from far away places

    What happened to the joyous sound of the down town street?

    NOW

    The dusty town suffered then said never more
    The whole town is becoming one big empty store
    So you think its to far, uncomfy and stark?
    Well our new baby tram is a walk in the park.

    The town dresses silently - in prep for the day
    When all true "Ruba" lovers will come back and play
    On our tram or walk slowly to the beat to the sound
    Of the everlasting ongoing lovely first ground

    What was left behind and thought of as no more
    Is not Oz nor a shiny new store
    T'is what you came for when it all began
    This old place will stay old but but with a "Ruba" style TRAM

    So...

    BACK TO BASICS

    We as an Island give what is not new
    The food stores remain with an ocean to view
    Trust when I say you will come back home
    To the down town shops that stood long alone

    The streets, the beats, the faces the graces
    The ringing and chiming, the voices with traces
    Of accents that come from far away places

    The joyous sound of the down town street

    The bells and yells and stories it tells
    The clanging of ship bells - A sound so wondiferous
    A Caribbean rock far far from trees that are coniferous

    be well
    charles

    NOTE:
    Forgive use of "Ruba" instead of Aruba.
    The later is what it is all about.
    cc
    Last edited by charles; 09-04-2012 at 10:35 AM.
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    be well
    charles

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    good reading


    any places on aruba do poetry slams?

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    Yes Andrea, Cubas Cookin used to do them for years on end. I am not sure but the owner might be thinking about starting again. What he needs is audience since it does kind of close things off to non-poetry peeps (There are a few out there).
    be well
    charles
    THERE ARE PLACES TO SEE - STORIES TO TELL
    IMAGES TO HARNESS - AND MORE STORIES ON caribbean.tv
    be well
    charles

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    Simply "Awesome"...loved it Charles.

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