Nature Spanish Poems

The warmth of
our heated blood,
collides with
the biting frost of
springtime drizzle,
as we tango
underneath a
ruddy canopy of
cherry blossom trees,
handcrafting our
conflagration like
a potter glazing clay

We are
two Argentine paramours,
alchemical...

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Calendared nature admits
		winter has come and gone
		and makes no apologies
		for lingering chilled moments;

		The audacious mendacity of spring
		has clamped down a frost-bite 
		on the wolfing climatic...

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They stood in the bright Andalucian sunlight
The noble sunflowers with stance upright
Massed yellow ranks portray solidarity
Faces and heights display uniformity

Unquestioning loyalty to the hot sun
First...

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Grey cotton wool clouds enfold the mountain tops,
Creeping forward like an army on the move.
Now and then, dropping their wet cargo
On vegetation, withered from long...

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SONIDOS DE LOS TAMBORES DEL RÍO
COMO EL SONIDO DEL BEAT VA, TUM, TUM, TUM
A medida que el sonido del tambor late boom, boom y boom
Corriente...

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The sun saturates the Spanish moss,
hangs from the oaks like a lacy dress

A lovely, warm grayish green under the sea, 
showing every stitch in the...

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Beneath the silent, cloudless skies
The Spanish Galleon swiftly glides,
For the Spanish Queen Isabella, in distant lands,
Its mighty mast’s unfurled by strong and sturdy hands.

She swiftly...

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Louisiana Bayou Spanish Moss

So pretty
Hanging from the cypress trees
It grows without showing its age
Never dying it controls the bayou
Hiding nest of the most beautiful birds
It...

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To the rhythm of Spanish castanets 
The tempestuous autumn wind
beat the mosaic of colorful leaves
into a twirling, swirling flamenco dance




©  Brenda V Northeast ...

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Estephania was the Spanish horse,
with a chestnut coat and mane   
and a lighter long tail...and she ate
alfalfa for strong teeth and bones.


She was...

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Cascading ebony curls,
weave her lean oak body,
Gothic vines scatter mustard buds,
clothing her Sultan figure,
Fingers  and appendages tangle in this mesh,
Droop against her sleekness,
Attemp to...

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Though I’ve never been amidst its glory 
I’ve seen the photos and read the stories
A canopy of emerald yarns 
With long dangling hair with arms
A...

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a decadent verse
southern spy,what relinquish?
the vessel truth boy...

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