Listen closely now
Do you hear children laughing?
No, the oil ran dry
Listen closely now
Do you hear children laughing?
No, the oil ran dry
Snarling white shore break
The bay depository
So much potential
Digging metronome
Scattered across the landscape
Loneliest workers
Forgotten circles
Legendary footballer
Ghosts of games long past
Exploration run
Abandoned homes and high cliffs
English legacy
Scattered casa dreams
Use the beach but leave no trace
Sun appears, then hides
Inland soggy road
Mystery behind the trees
Leaving ayampe
Shortcut to the coast
Two small towns and bumpy road
Google doesn’t know
Permanent shroud cloud
Hat capital of the world
Not from Panama
Rolling Manta hills
Majestic soulful árbol
Great places to poop
Mythical beach town
Pincay stomping grounds for years
Hotels amidst blah
Sand just down the street
Chasing the oncoming tide
Soft white spectacle
Loose fitting swim trunks
Barefoot under heavy clouds
Soul wandering passage
Faded dreams of Home
Discovered twenty years late
Gringo paradise
Two kids against one
Mind over the urge to hurl
The boobies draw near
Waiting for lunchtime
Strolling alone, kicking shells
Smoked pineapple juice
Pooping with a few
Hilly, exotic Ironman
South in search of whales
Ritualistic search
Back behind the gas station
Boats, tractors. Happy.
Dueling birthday boys
One the farm, other, table
Divergent life streams
Child pacifier
Springboard into the green muck
Project with no end