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Mexico
Contributed by
softerware
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Friday, 7th March 2014 @ 10:36:54 PM in AEST
Topic:
NaturePoetry
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White sand beaches;
barefoot heart;
Dusty roads the date palms part.
Popcorn clouds; Glassy bay;
Lead me where the dolphin play!
Rainbow shells between my toes;
Pink and black the moonlight rose.
Small cantina, candles bright;
Guitars and voices fill the night.
Cantar, cantar, los noches pass;
Brined tequilla, una mas!
Tides lap where the seagulls cry;
Salty, perfumed lullabye.
Lazy dawning, slow to sky,
Older, wiser, you than I.
Sunbrowned hands may intertwine;
As the bougainvilla vine.
Feel the hopes my heart is wishing;
In the solace of her Mission.
Peacefully my love is reaching;
Patiently this land is teaching;
Me the truths of long ago..
Lovely, lovely Mexico.
Take me with you when you go.
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softerware
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2014-03-07 22:36:54]
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Re: Mexico
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by NoSaint on
Friday, 7th March 2014 @ 11:14:09 PM AEST
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| Thank you for taking me there. |
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Re: Mexico
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by Spike on
Saturday, 8th March 2014 @ 03:33:25 AM AEST
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a lovely cadence to a set of images to make anyone swoon. I want to go now - you see what you've done?
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Re: Mexico
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by Jenni_K on
Saturday, 8th March 2014 @ 06:01:56 PM AEST
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| Superb imagery!! Thanks for sharing.. |
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Re: Mexico
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by Former_Member on
Saturday, 7th June 2014 @ 11:30:38 PM AEST
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brilliant, imagery of times long ago, mixed in your visit perhaps, why people stay, why they must go. You are a grrreat writer. "song, song, the nights pass, one more salted tequilla..."
Please!
You've crafted on with your own a voice that, habla con tanta gracia! que es musica para mis oidos
Peace! |
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