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Sunday, 30 November 2014

a windy day in grand cayman at 5:01 pm sunday


It's overcast and windy today (sunday 30th of November, 2014) - so this is the best I could get when the sun peaked out.  This is on the west side of the island - pretty deserted part of the island, but quite beautiful and untouched.

1:13 AM


Sunday, 23 November 2014

marl road in west bay grand cayman at 11:01 AM


This is an old sand and gravel road on the west side of the island.  Many of these roads are the old walking paths before cars were around.  If you LOOK CLOSELY in this photo you will see a baby iguana in the middle of the road about half way up the road facing to the viewers right.

sunday morning in west bay grand cayman at 10:54 AM


Friday, 21 November 2014

Printers Shop in Grand Cayman


This is an old printer's shop in Grand Cayman.  There are still many traditional style buildings remaining on the island - and I hope to get some photographs before they disappear.

Tuesday, 18 November 2014

Pier on rainy day, grand cayman, cayman islands


It rained most of today, but I managed to get enough light at lunch time.  This is towards the eastern end of the island where there are quite a few vacant piers.   (southern end of Frank Sound Road, if your resident).

Sunday, 2 November 2014

man facing parliament at 6:01 pm on friday in the cayman islands


Vidette's Grocery Store, Grand Cayman, Cayman Islands at 11:51 AM on a Sunday



This is a traditional grocery store in West Bay, Grand Cayman.  I thought it would be a good idea to photograph the more traditional stores and venues on island - which, no doubt will be replaced by the very modern or franchised in pretty short time.  The photo was taken on a Sunday and it was a very overcast day - so challenging on exposures.  I like to keep include the modern in these types of photos - such as the car, to give the picture context and contrast.

Saturday, 1 November 2014

small island, grand cayman, cayman islands


Night Scream


This night has nothing to be ashamed of,
and just staggered in this place at last call -
drunken and unshaven, a kind of fuckless orgasm
with no one to tuck it in bed.
This night has roamed across concrete,
faced neon beer signs in liquored mirrors
with hollowed eyes seeking reprieve in
thirsts and pleasures sought.
This night is curious.
This night is weak.
This night is drenched in vodka, diazepam -
forty miles from nowhere, wild and bewildered
in a ceaseless thrust.
This night aches.
But then we see this:
Two bodies galloping against each other under cool sheets,
a shudder, then a glow of silver on her thigh, drying.
A bond, however fragile. Until morning when it takes flight and then it's gone?
Oh, who the hell knows, but I do know this night will stay in bed.



Tony Walton is a Caribbean writer living in the Cayman Islands. His works have appeared in Storyteller Magazine, Moonkind Press, Whisperings Magazine, Mountain Tales Press, Out of Our Magazine, Poetry Bay Magazine, Burningword Magazine, Wilde Magazine, Nite Writers Literary International Literary Journal, Avalon Literary Review, Iceland Daily, East Lit Literary Magazine, Boston Poetry Magazine, Eunoia Magazine, Olentangy Review, Carnival Literary Magazine and Verity LA.
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