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Haitian Friends

. 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

Date: 8/17/2011 12:32:00 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
Date: 4/12/2024 9:45:00 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
Date: 6/3/2021 12:23:00 AM

*winks

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 8/17/2011 12:31:00 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

Date: 1/24/2010 10:56:00 AM

Your heart carry so much love in verses,i bet your heart can be heard all over the globe..beautiful..ChARMa

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 1/23/2010 6:03:00 PM

another one I really like alot. I want to tell you something, James. (soup)

Doris Culverhouse

Date: 1/21/2010 4:42:00 PM

great tribute

Marty Owens

Date: 1/20/2010 3:07:00 PM

Wonderful tribute to the haitian people in their time of distress....Marty

Linda-Marie Sweetheart

Date: 1/20/2010 5:32:00 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

Date: 1/20/2010 3:56:00 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

Date: 1/19/2010 9:22:00 PM

Wonderful contrast!

Audrey Haick

Date: 1/19/2010 2:28:00 PM

An extraordinary poem, James!! Goes to my favs. Peace, Audrey

Carolyn Devonshire

Date: 1/19/2010 10:20:00 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.)