Costa del Sol

These patchwork streets

have quiet heartbeats

secret histories shrouded in moss

shadowed by the ghostly structures

of the white villages, rising, rising, rising

 

into a sky of upside down ocean shine

bleeding blues that steal your breath

replacing it with cravings of music and dance

 

Yesterday I bought a red skirt

four tiers bordered in piping the color of sunlight

and when I twirled you caught me in your arms

kissing me like a Spanish poet

your lips forming words I was unable to pronounce

 

but I knew you without language,

felt you in imagery and metaphor

 

We danced together under an orphan moon

our feet tapping steps we did not understand

to the seductive cante of a single man and his guitar

until the heart of Andalusia beat between us

like the joyful stomping of people without names

just faces,

                 only smiles,

                                    and always love

Reviews

[Crowley]

I wish I was there. Reminds me of some of the trips I have taken, and with a wholehearted and super heavy sigh, I wish I was there now. This is romance at its finest. I am a sucker for romantic travel. And the part about buying the flirty skirt was awesome. This may be my favorite so far, nice end to a crappy day.

[kruser23]

i liked it all, but 'Orphan Moon'......ugh,...loved that.

[Ed Hart]

How fortunate we are to have you in our midst. And thank you for this treat.

[An owl on the moon]

You words create a vast landscape of history and dancing life. What a wondrous experience where the limitations of language are meaningless... I went to school in Costa Mesa and so the title got me: coast of the sun. Happy thoughts just thinking of it!

[Pax Analog]

I love the way this poem expresses nuanced spice o' life, vivid yet redolent of a waking dream, an underlying poignance re the evanescence of all that arises.

[Fabian G. Franklin]

I feel like I'm sipping San Gria and taking in the entire scene from a wrought iron chair on my white stucco balcony beneath the red clay tiles of my roof. Wonderful descriptive verse here!

[MattWheatus]

Your poem has a wonderful timeless atmosphere, that could represent the first or the newest love. Your technique of adding colour to your work is fantastic, and the sense of romance and adoration shine through ("until the heart of Andalusia beat between us" - wow).

[Lisa Hickey]

I love a poem that feels like a painting. Bravo!

[Ferg]

Brilliant! I just love this! Your words just flow effortlessly and the images you create pull so many details which together form wonderfully rich writing.

[Art]

Nice work on this poem...carrying that spanish flow of thoughts and expressions...nice...