Thursday, December 22, 2011

Madeira breeze

Rumbling, rumble-thunder, sprinkler irrigation, doves in the weeping willow.
The 'quiet' before the/my storm.
Black eyes teeming with sugar cane, fishing nets, Atlantic storms/sunsets, and an ancient, battered-but-beautiful coastline.
Soft, dark and fascinating face hair, much softer than mine.
You look like my picture of Allen Ginsberg; but Allen is dead.

2 comments:

Mitch Block said...

Great photo and I love the words. I hope you don't mind that I laughed out loud at the last line. Wonderful.

Beautiful Mind said...

Hello Mitch, how are you? Thanks for the comment, I appreciate it! And I'm ecstatic that you laughed out loud... Have a fantastic evening! Charles