You may know her by her dazzling, infectious smile Or breasts to die for, “the best money can buy” (she’d quip) In reality, this is only how you might recognize her Her carefree brazenness masked depression inside. Her kind, compassionate words; heartfelt, honest talks A lifetime of experiences that made her hard, yet soft Her … Continue reading NaPoWriMo Day 1: How to Honor the Visible and the Invisible
Mexico
I Didn’t Even Suck In My Stomach
I saw you on the street In passing, We embraced "Hi Sweetheart"... You introduced me to your "friend" Beautiful like a tiny painting With a limp dishrag handshake. I greeted you full, squarely on With my usual over-the-top energy "So great to see you; and meet you" I didn't even suck in my stomach I … Continue reading I Didn’t Even Suck In My Stomach
Where Two Rivers Meet the Sea
Tropical flowers are red, The sky is blue, The sun is hot, And so are you. Water taxis are white, Yachts are rare, The water is shiny And so is your hair. Roosters crow, Chickens lay eggs, Force is strong, And so are your legs. Mountains reach, Up to the skies, The sand is sparkly, … Continue reading Where Two Rivers Meet the Sea
Willa
The windows rattled but I was not shook; Your strong arms, my protection. Reminded of your house's strong foundation; I settled in to the kiss of rain's affection. As the waves crashed in this Cabo Corrientes cove, We found our own native rhythm. Skin to skin we crackled; Was it the lightning or him? You … Continue reading Willa
NAPOWRIMO Day 26: Tile Park PV: A Celebration of Puerto Vallarta’s 100th Birthday
NAPOWRIMO Day 26: Tile Park PV: A Celebration of Puerto Vallarta’s 100th Birthday At first I feel a little nervous and sweaty It’s 83 degrees in April and the morning air is perspiring, too I take a gulp of latte with my pineapple pastry Common props for this not morning girl Wishing now I had … Continue reading NAPOWRIMO Day 26: Tile Park PV: A Celebration of Puerto Vallarta’s 100th Birthday
NAPOWRIMO Day 23: The Romantic Zone: A Street Symphony
NAPOWRIMO Day 23: The Romantic Zone: A Street Symphony In the Romantic Zone of Puerto Vallarta, Mexico, working and mating sound the same -- Outside my terrace, construction workers are using jackhammers The locals are lining up to grab a few tacos al pastor from a street food stall The man selling el gas competes with the … Continue reading NAPOWRIMO Day 23: The Romantic Zone: A Street Symphony
NAPOWRIMO Day 19: Mating Calls in the Romantic Zone
NAPOWRIMO Day 19: Mating Calls in the Romantic Zone In Puerto Vallarta, working and mating sound the same. Outside my terrace, construction workers using jackhammers. Headboards of lovers bang against the wall. The Funicular to a nearby rooftop restaurant hums off and on. And the bird who gathers at the pool each morning is the … Continue reading NAPOWRIMO Day 19: Mating Calls in the Romantic Zone
Never Were We
You are strange And strangely familiar Cool as a night swim In the deep blue sea Gentle as the breeze That brushes my cheek Warm as cashmere Genuinely soft Sinewy, but not hard To reach, that is Dark but not mysterious I see you clearly We are not strangers Never were we -Just L (November … Continue reading Never Were We
September Heat
Roosters crow As the sun burns through The rain drops timidly Pouring intermittently From the plantation chair on my terrace The church is in view 88 feels like 103 80% humidity Nothing sticks to me But you ~Just L (September 19, 2017) Published in the October 2017 Blender of Love Digest.
Unseasonably Hot
NaPoWriMo Day 16: Today, I challenge you to fill out, in no more than five minutes, the following “Almanac Questionnaire,” which solicits concrete details about a specific place (real or imagined). Then write a poem incorporating or based on one or more of your answers. Happy writing! A powerful storm produced piles of agates, three … Continue reading Unseasonably Hot
Just L Poetry 