Where the Palms Grow - Celebrating Palm Trees through Poetry and Decor

The tropics have a draw on me that can not be described well in simple words. I have been to tropical locations such as the beaches of Mexico, the French Riviera, the coast of Morocco, Miami, Key West and San Diego, but never for any real length of time. It would be nice to get to know a place where the palms grow, a little bit better.

In Fall 2010 and Spring 2011 my husband and I took 2 extended trips to the Florida Gulf Coast - Altogether a little over 2 months where the palm trees grow. That's where I took this photo! - You can see more photos and get some more of my beachy impressions at Impressions of the Gulf

Along with palm tree poetry, I've selected a some palm tree items that make perfect gifts! .... I hope you Enjoy your travels!

Poetry copyright Mindy Makuta (aka MyFairLadyah) Reprint with Permission

I live in Colorado

Where the palms don't grow

Been a few times

Down to Mexico

Peter keeps the palms

In the sunroom alive

And happy; hibiscus too

Usually they thrive

But it ain't the same

As the island life

Palms swaying, fragrant flora

Little cares, no strife

Saving up for a trip

Maybe a longer stay

Somewhere tropical

Hope that day's not far away

Daylight come and me wanna

Eat a mango,

Papaya, banana

Do the tango

In a white dress and heels

Peter dancing too

Sipping wine, having a grand

Tropical time; skies of blue

Island breeze, volcanoes

Watch which way the wind blows

Tiki glasses, listening to Sweet Leilani

Pay homage to Queen Lili'uokalani

Not a question of the grass

Being greener; just green and warm

Afternoon rains, fresh fragrance after

Sometimes, I guess a tropical storm

The South Pacific, would be fine

Or Martinique, practice French

Anywhere the palms are

Barbados, Bermuda, a coco loco quench

Palms are a symbol

Some places they're profuse like weeds

They symbolize the leisure life

Where catered to are all our needs

Just put us on a jet or ship

For a few weeks a year

Going where the palms grow

Where the ocean is blue and clear

A New Island Poem by MyFairLadyah --- In a Cottage on a Faraway Isle

There's More Great Poetry on lots of Subjects by MyFairLadyah at WeLovePoetry.com. From Love and Romance to Music and Dance!

Around the globe, gentle tropical breezes are the norm on any given day. And so, this is still my personal vision.

The palms, the beaches, the huts, the people are also subject to the devastation of a Katrina-like cataclysm or thundering tsunami. I remember being touched and horrified by the black and white news footage of hurricane Camille with the palms bent 90 degrees to be in line with the beach. This particular footage still chills me.

The awesomeness of nature. We are at it's mercy