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
5 comments:
Beautiful Wayne. Your love for Cuba shines through these words.
A lovely evocation of the city Wayne. I like the idea of 'orange sky and crumbling cement' and of being
'tangled up in vapours'.
Voices in high heels-
wonderful turn of phrase.
A wonderful tribute to Cuba!
Cheers and Happy birthday!
Pamela
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