Long Alhambra Poems

She could see pink
over the vanity that her husband had built.
Someone had removed its mirror,
oh, long ago 
and put it in the alcove with the window
so she could sit and look over the cemetery and...

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You in the distance
you in the ever present
you in my fantasy 
you my reality
you the bare water nymph of El Raso
the statuesque beauty
you of a uncommon sensuality
you my craving for passionately

You in a smile of...

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Beyond the mountains more steep and precipitous then canyon of Bryce
And sometimes in those mountains are glaciers of ice
In lower parts snakes with eyes like points of a dice
Step on one and with your life...

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The river is riveting, volatile, wide, deep and long
It has its own spellbinding song
The rocks are sharp and main current very strong
The white water waves wrap around kayak like lizards forked tongue 

To the cave...

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He was the Yodelling King of Whitby.
On a calm clear weather day
You could hear his practice yodels
On the cliffs at Robin Hoods bay.

He would stand there at the bar
In his Tyrolean feathered hat
With dark brown...

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grandma bare bosomed and barely covered by frayed crocheted pants
looked like a mixture of parakeet and paragon in a fairy tale’s garment
under cover of darkness she would bare her wickedness and emotions
a mocking bird with...

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Touched by God's light  Born in Granada.
               Federico used to presume 
        ...

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The full moon shines 
              over Granada.
               ...

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(The Torre Vela is a prominent castle tower
at the "prow" of the Alhambra Palace, and
dominates the Spanish city of Granada.)

My lame-ass lips can't even draw 
McDonalds milkshake through a straw: 
and if I must 
run...

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(Torre Vela = prominent tower, part of
the Alhambra palace, Granada, Spain)

My lame-ass lips can't even draw 
McDonalds milkshake through a straw: 
and if I must 
run for the bus, 
I take an oxygen inhaler. 
You...

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We drive breakneck over hot roads.
Churches, big as cathedrals, rocket
from pocket villages.
Castillo's cast their campanile on the baking earth.

The Great Mosque of Cordoba,
the green Alhambra shades us
through a preaching dust.

The Giralda; its Christianized minaret
stretched like...

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We drive breakneck over hot roads.
Churches, big as cathedrals, rocket
from pocket villages.
Castillo's cast their campanile on the baking earth.

The Great Mosque of Cordoba,
the green Alhambra shades us
through a preaching dust.

The Giralda; its Christianized minaret
stretched like...

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A period of peace

When peace reigned In the year 1334 or so the residents in Alhambra thought Catholics chimed too early on Sundays at the time, Granada was ruled by, The Muslims, who went along...

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When peace reigned 

In the year 1334 or so 
the residents in Alhambra thought Catholic 
chimed too early on Sundays
at the time, Granada was ruled by, The Muslims that went along fine with the Christians,...

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