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.

[Kelsey]

I say this a lot when reading your work, but this is definitely one of my favorite pieces of yours. It's so beautiful, so descriptive - I really pictured the entire thing. I can see that it is different from your usual, but I like that about it. You do so well with so many different types of poetry, it's quite impressive. Lovely job, as always, my friend.

[MachinaWriter]

Thank you, as always ^^ My style has been changing considerably lately, but I think for the better. At least, I hope lol xD I've had a lot of inspiration lately.

[Meallea Pomorette]

This one is sweet and lovely...
It's long but it's worth reading...

"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."
I really love this line...

Nice one...
Just keep thinking outside the box...

[MachinaWriter]

Thank you ^^ I've had a great muse. They keep breaking down the walls of this box. lol

[Meallea Pomorette]

Aaaw...
how nice...
It'shard to find a muse with such level of influence...

[Southern Cross]

This is as close to perfect as it gets...soft, easy, breezy..Like the sound of a Spanish Lullaby with a little ...arriba !!!!!

[MachinaWriter]

Gracias, bonita Senorita!

[John]

An early morning celebration of the simple life that is beautifully expressed. It reminded me somewhat of D.H. Lawrence's poem Gloire dejin Roses, which just talks about the lady in his life, but your poem takes in your possessions, accommodation and the world outside, I really can't find fault with any of it.

[MachinaWriter]

Thank you, that means a lot. I've never read that poem, but I'll read it off your recommendation. Yeah, I just feel that sometimes we value the wrong things in life. I'm a pretty simple person, in the things I need. That's pretty much what this was about, amongst other things. I'm glad you enjoyed it ^^

[John]

I certainly did.