Thursday, April 14, 2005
loquita (a poem)
(aren't first drafts great? play with this....)
"loquita"
you can hide secret shy smiles
flashing madly,
light escaping hands covering your mouth,
eyes that see too far,
straining from between fingers,
palms that cover and hide
what useless words could never describe
where music plays
I make up the words,
leap from wooden palm trees
where lighthouse keepers
watch intently, ever
functioning in his tall house
looking after Jonah’s priceless possession
failures of transcription
brook transitory notions of empty cans,
moving hips, placed
somewhere between
hearts and minds, lodged firmly
against azure proclamations
salt-aired breezes carrying
future scenes, invisible to the naked eye
"loquita"
you can hide secret shy smiles
flashing madly,
light escaping hands covering your mouth,
eyes that see too far,
straining from between fingers,
palms that cover and hide
what useless words could never describe
where music plays
I make up the words,
leap from wooden palm trees
where lighthouse keepers
watch intently, ever
functioning in his tall house
looking after Jonah’s priceless possession
failures of transcription
brook transitory notions of empty cans,
moving hips, placed
somewhere between
hearts and minds, lodged firmly
against azure proclamations
salt-aired breezes carrying
future scenes, invisible to the naked eye
