Thursday, August 5, 2010

LA HABANA DE AMOR


POW#14 ...sprinkling of Spanish....inspired by Cuban Jose Marti



LA HABANA DE AMOR



I sit in Central Park

beside the apostle of Cuban independence

beneath the orange sky and crumbling cement

tangled up in vapours from the sea

cigar smoke and baseball

sipping one mojito after another

eating freshly baked bread

where the statue of Jose Marti

watches the city smile and suffer

cultivating his white roses

for the Santerian ladies

dressed in turquoise and yellow

with their voices in high heels

he watches forever

La Habana de amor


4 comments:

rallentanda said...

Beautiful Wayne. Your love for Cuba shines through these words.

Derrick said...

A lovely evocation of the city Wayne. I like the idea of 'orange sky and crumbling cement' and of being
'tangled up in vapours'.

jinksy said...

Voices in high heels-
wonderful turn of phrase.

flaubert said...

A wonderful tribute to Cuba!
Cheers and Happy birthday!
Pamela