I met her in the coffee shop
She hid me from a violent cop
She didn't care if I'd been hooking
She gave that cop a sober look and
Said, "She ran out that back door"
While underneath the check-out stand
I curbed a giggle, touched her hand
And saw that copper nevermore.
For thirteen days and nights we played
We laughed and sighed, no promise made
Not one moment were we apart
I loved her dearly from the start
Now I sit alone with mocha
And a side of almond roca
Our final meal: rice with veggie taco
Then she left forever for Morocco.
This poem I regard as a failure. It's odd it took me several months of periodic tinkering looking for the perfect words and scans that would rescue it from clunkiness. I think the last line is perfect for this poem, but leading up to it are so many little bad choices for which I could not find better. But I'm giving up, and sharing it as-is, as after all that work on it I hate to just throw it away.
Categories:
roca, beautiful, friend, giggle, girlfriend,
Form: Rhyme
We dine on a bowl of berries
a heart of Almond Roca
and chocolate covered cherries
a glass of White Zinfandel wine
scent of white carnations
Holding his soft warm hand with ease
I s-i-e-g-e he is mine
Will you be my Valentine?
A moment with blowing kisses to each other
Temporary tingling feeling going up my spine
Reminiscing of the pass and how much our grandchildren mean to us
Our nights and days together have always intertwined and still remains
A gift from heaven with a pinch of love divine
Being with you has changed my life with so much love
I am never letting go
3/12/2016
Categories:
roca, age, old, valentines day,
Form: Free verse
Haz de roca alambrada
Botánico orden corintio
Bifurca su vientre
Tenedor a medio tiempo
Chapoteo vocal de un viajero
Pues la curiosidad se multiplica
En todo ser bicéfalo
Perpendicular pulso solar
Lapida futuros por costal
Explorando el cerezo
Se dará en probable punto
Un ligero choque digital
Mentes minerales opuestas
Se han de contactar
Enlatando
A poca consciencia
Nuestro diminuto trazo existencial
[Es probable que un diamante enmarque nuestro universo]
Categories:
roca, confusion
Form: I do not know?