Spanish Lullaby

A poem outside of my normal style...

The soft, caramel coating

of paint faded on the walls

glows with the ever faint

light of the morning’s call,

through uncurtained windows

letting in the breeze

that gently seizes my soul.

 

Rumpled, white sheets

cast across your form

still asleep

dreaming of things,

you seem to sing

with every heavy breath.

 

Last night’s gentle cries

have faded to our minds

as spanish lullabies

singing of love

and passion still deep,

I still have yet to sleep,

my cigarette neglected,

ashen as I think.

 

In our small flat,

of barren pieces,

coffee pot, flower pot

all the things

we have not bought,

I’m content.

Happy with the one thing

fate has sent.

The less of those things,

the more of you I get.

Allowing for mornings

where I can sit

smoking as I stare

out across the patio

without worry or care.

 

The Spanish strings

of a band at the distant café

sings of things

and though I can’t say I understand

-everything they play,

I think they’re singing of you.

 

You stir beneath your sheets,

and smile when you wake,

eyes glistening like the sea

smiling for my sake.

 

Stretching

as you rise from the bed

and instead

of putting on the dress,

-still laying on the floor,

you wrap the sheets around you

and with me watch the shore.

 

No television,

no curtains on the window.

Just a coffee pot,

a flower pot

and all the things we never buy.

Just you and me

a view of the sea

and the sounds of a Spanish lullaby.

Author's Note

This isn't my normal style of poetry, its something a little different. Let me know what you think.

Reviews

[Circe]

I think you've captured in the faintness of a moment... a hint of divinity, where you know everything is as it should be. the essence of spanish lullaby is in the romance... for the world, love, freedom.. whatever your heart fancies.. I imagine paco de lucia and flamenco dancers on the street. beautiful writing.

[MachinaWriter]

Thank you, that truly means a lot. I was hoping to hear your views on this poem, as the style is not of my usual, and I have always held a high level of esteem to your work. Thank you.

[Apatheia]

I love the picture that you give in this poem. It sounds wonderful. Calm. It's so easy to read and so easy to love. I love the last three lines. Very good. ^^

[MachinaWriter]

Thank you ^^ This one holds a special place in my heart and in my mind. I'm glad you enjoyed it ^^

[Sacha Davison]

I enjoyed reading this, another one of your pieces that I has stood out to me! I like what you've done with it.

[MachinaWriter]

Thanks man, I appreciate that. Especially considering you should probably be sleeping right now lol

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~ circe said it way better than i ever can... you've re-created 'the atmosphere' beautifully... meaning it's not just the scene... but everything else... including all the music in the air and around... very intense poetry... which is really skillfully written... your words just flow and flow and flow... ~ excellent work...

[MachinaWriter]

Two amazing poets have said good things about this now. I am humbled and then humbled again. If I could bow my head any lower, I would taste the dirt. Thank you, that means a lot.

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~ oh gosh... you're very welcome... :)

[KAOlmsted]

It's beautifully written...thank you so much for stepping out of your comfort zone, as it were, and sharing this with us.

-kimmer

[MachinaWriter]

Thank you ^^

[eglantine]

This, my writer friend, is wonderful. You should write like this more often. That first stanza--beautiful! It kept my breath paused on my tongue as I relished the imagery. Just, yes. Yes, I think you've stumbled upon the right skipping stone.

[MachinaWriter]

I wrote it and wasn't sure. It just...I don't know, it was different and felt right, but I wasn't sure. Its not my normal style, so I didn't know if I was even doing good at it. That's why I was eager to see your opinion on it. I'm glad to be hearing such good news about this poem. It truly means a lot. Thank you.

[eglantine]

how else can we discover if we don't wander? :)

[MachinaWriter]

I agree completely ^^ But it doesn't make the wandering any less frightening.

[eglantine]

adds adventure :D

[MachinaWriter]

very true, and adventure is made exciting by that sense of fear. at least for me. I like to seek the things that scare me, to know more of who I am

[Dr. Wood ?]

it is a brilliantly told slice of life vivid and personal, and I fell privileged to have been a part of it....Truly GREAT

[MachinaWriter]

Thank you so much ^^

[Enid Blake]

Actually, I think this is pretty amazing. You have some great lines and ideas and clearly communicate the 'love conquers all' theme. I like the way the Spanish lullaby imagery is weaved through the piece along with the less is more idea.
'The less of those things,
the more of you I get....'
Tis truly pause for thought as we race around to consume in this technological, highly timetabled world of ours...?

[MachinaWriter]

Its also why I set it early in the morning. To me, the morning is when the world takes a breath. Before everything goes crazy. People are awake, but they aren't running around. I'm glad you liked the poem, and thank you for reading it. ^^

[DrD]

This may not be your normal genre but it clearly suggests that it is where you belong. Wonderful imagry and imaginative scenes. Truly a very nice piece of work that was a delight to read.

[MachinaWriter]

As always, that means a lot. I've had a change in my inspirations lately, and its been changing the way I even look at poetry. This was one of the main examples of that, so I'm glad to see that this new direction is being received well. Thank you ^^

[Damien Davison]

That was f*****g beautiful man, regardless if it isn't your normal style, your a natural. Great job as always!

[MachinaWriter]

Thanks, man ^^ That means a lot. Yeah, I've been feeling a lot of shifts in the way I've been writing lately, so I've sort of just ran with it. Different kind of inspiration, I guess lol I'm glad you liked it ^^