James Peranteau Poet Lyric

Haitian Friends

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                   Ah yes 
 my once poetic visions of her
            dark brown skin
           flush ‘gainst mine

        Wooden bowls of rice
                     fish
           and exotic greens
             and warm wine
        chilled at my request

                 And now
           her parched lips
                 her dry 
         over exposed skin
          her tattered flesh

Can you feel my heart beating
           Haitian friends

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Andrea Dietrich August 17, 2011 at 12:32 AM It just dawned on me, you must have written this about the time of the devestating earthquake and now I really get what you were doing!! Nicely done, James. James Peranteau April 12, 2024 at 9:45 PM here's sum more Andrea...I ofttimes am editing, and see at times, you commented...I'll let you know when I come across any so you can detach...this reply az you know will part...mine apologies...clins d'oeil au poete James Peranteau June 3, 2021 at 12:23 AM *winks

Andrea Dietrich August 17, 2011 at 12:31 AM It sounds like she was not in good shape,with the tattered flesh! What a contrast you show here of a woman once so beautiful!

Charmaine Chircop January 24, 2010 at 10:56 AM Your heart carry so much love in verses,i bet your heart can be heard all over the globe..beautiful..ChARMa

Andrea Dietrich January 23, 2010 at 6:03 PM another one I really like alot. I want to tell you something, James. (soup)

Doris Culverhouse January 21, 2010 at 4:42 PM great tribute

Marty Owens January 20, 2010 at 3:07 PM Wonderful tribute to the haitian people in their time of distress....Marty

Linda-Marie Sweetheart January 20, 2010 at 5:32 AM Loving tribute to this tragic circumstance Jimbo.. I too have written several poems since this disaster struck as it stirs the heart and soul of everyone.... enjoyed your blog comments to Karen on the Vikings too.. thankxxx for sharing and for always commenting on my poetry.. am on jury duty till Friday then back on Soup full steam... blessings.. luv.. Linda-Marie

Sara Kendrick January 20, 2010 at 3:56 AM Is the write for the land or country itself or for a person that you know from there? Keep the creative gift flowing. Sara

David Byrne January 19, 2010 at 9:22 PM Wonderful contrast!

Audrey Haick January 19, 2010 at 2:28 PM An extraordinary poem, James!! Goes to my favs. Peace, Audrey

Carolyn Devonshire January 19, 2010 at 10:20 AM Oh, it's so sad to see an entire nation of people walking around with "tattered flesh," James. Indeed, you make us sense tremendous heartache when we recall what a handsome people they are. Terrific poem, James! Much love, Carolyn (I'm out of town and trying to play a bit of catch up.)