Cantinas Poems - Poems about Cantinas

...the boat is as weathered as his face it is his life, his treasure steering the prow to sea hours before dawn and in that darkness, the nets are set small talk meanders the ponga time to catch up......

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...Continued from Part 2 Ah Consuela! I’m watching as lightning at midnight in green Spanish eyes kindles cracks within crystals like flashes from pistols                  residing inside of the gloo......

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...The lights of Little Havana glowed And in the cantinas tequila flowed Wisps of starlight filled the sky As the moon over Miami drew nigh The senorita dipped and swayed All over the st......

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