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MAY 2, 2012 6:53PM

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You walk into the bay filled with giggling bathers splashing water at one another.

It's a nice day, like in the brochure, the sun shines, the club packed with fresh guests and lots of rum.

Why are they all congregated here? Why not go where nobody can see them? Where they can be alone to enjoy the sea and air?

You see the beautiful young man you once were, but he turns his back to you walking ashore. Will you ever be him again?

What has been taken from you? Who took it and why?

You're not ready to take the trip up the river, but you're free to leave the bay. The island has plenty of secluded spots where you can lie in the sand under the palm trees, watching them sway and ponder.

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I liked your poetry Ben Sen. Your words painted a visual that took me there. I loved this, "you can lie in the sand under the palm trees, watching them sway and ponder." To ponder is gift. Thank you.

marytkelly

May 02, 2012 11:48 PM

Who took it, and why? That's always the question, isn't it? Very nice, Ben. I'm looking for those secluded spots myself!

Ted Frier

May 03, 2012 10:51 AM

I was at a Club Med in Cancun with a friend--not by choice, but a trip got screwed up and the travel agent re-located us to Club Med. It was an experience, but don't think I'd repeat it.

Erica K

May 07, 2012 04:23 PM

At Club Med in Martinique only because my then-husband won the trip for two from a car dealership in Nashua, New Hampshire. Sitting near woman in topless bathing suit who's chatting with him. (I've never even owned a two-piece swimsuit.) Beginning of end...later I found the swaying palm trees.