...where we write today about sounds of love...
TORREMOLINOS...
In Malaga,
lips quietly sipped wine
Strings, piano,
and bandoneon unearthed inside her
new thunder, penetrated tender
chambers of her heart
Bodies, boots and heels
tangoed an angry, yet innocent
poetic cadence,
resonating across shiny tile floors
Rustic arias
floated in the night,
descending on the terrace
of Torremolinos,
where they stayed
Noise of clanging swords embattled
in Quixotic dreams of chivalry
echoed in her delicate ears,
her senses overcome with images
of giant windmills
She was not deaf to
the sonic whispers of dolphins,
or the sighs of distinguished red roses when rising to screams of intense pleasure cascading over
the garden gate.
From a church above,
morning bells tolled,
lingering still the hummings of sweet release when she awoke in the arms of her lover in Torremolinos...overlooking the blue green Mediterranean Sea and Costa del Sol.
I love the sense of presence, of being there with all those sounds... sometimes the sound of love is that stage where it happens I think... and Cost del Sol sounds like a perfect place.
ReplyDelete...it is one of many I am sure ;) glad you liked it.
DeleteOh Kathy, I'm so glad you posted! Don't believe I've met you before but so love this photo atop your blog. And I smiled reading the history of your blog -- smile from an aging compatriot. I think of myself as rejuvenated, not retired. Why be tired again?
ReplyDeleteThis is a lovely lovely poem. I especially like the stanza with the dreams of chivalry -- swords and tipping windmills. A reference to the Man from La Mancha character -- can't quite remember his name? You've set the stage so beautifully here. The tango, angry yet innocent -- perfect!
You may have read some of my work before I changed the theme photo on the blog..everything else is the same, so maybe it was another Lillian?? Cervantes' book "Don Quixote" with his companion Sancho Panza. Thank you for stopping by.
DeleteYou have been missed! Glad to have you back. Ths is a lovely and lyrical poem and so full of exotic sounds. So many wonderful sounds in this. Such a presence being felt.
ReplyDeleteI have missed hanging out here, too, Toni...crazy summer. Thanks for the comment.
DeleteHighly passionate and descriptive, Kathy! Love resounds here!
ReplyDeleteMuch appreciated, Walt!
DeleteOh yay :D what a fabulous poem Kathy, its absolutely stunning! Welcome back! :D
ReplyDeleteThank you so much...hope I can keep up the pace, at least a post a week anyway.
DeleteNostalgia of Love
ReplyDeleteSinGS SonGs
of FeeLinGS
allone.. noW
all connected
iS all that Is..
no reaSon
to FeeL
alone
when
Love RinGs aLLonE..:)
Yes,,,all is connected, K Mia
DeleteI admire the poetic cadence floating in your words Kathy. The sense of place, puts me in a really romantic mood. How lovely to wake up in the arms of the lover.
ReplyDeleteThank you Grace; good to see you.
DeleteI loved the imagery you painted with your words in this piece. It makes the reader feels as if they are there watching the scenes unfold.
ReplyDeleteSound is a big part of life's intangibles. Thank you.
DeleteWindmills! I thought so, had to reach back for that one from when I spoke more Spanish. :) I enjoyed this piece, painting a whole evening in sound. Thank you!
ReplyDeleteJust an incredibly beautiful piece, Kathy.
ReplyDeleteThank you, De.
DeleteIt sounds very romantic!
ReplyDeleteOh, this is glorious, especially the closing stanza...I love the sonic whispers ofthe dolphins and the screams of pleasure of the cascading roses.....loved it!
ReplyDeleteI love the images provoked by your poem! Dolphns and Roses.....
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