madrid – Smith Shine Poetry

At the Cybeles Fountain

I take in all we have assembled, as we stand here hand in hand, once again. I take heart, for the next sexenial, plenty of ink still in my pen. In the splash of fountain water the lions raw for you to now bloom. Grasp the pearl, you have been the bride I’m always yourContinue reading “At the Cybeles Fountain”

Thirteen Moons

I write of our dreams while I’m dreaming of writing. In the thirteen moons, there is a treasure. From the whispers of this city, the poets live forever. And for everyone who asks receives, now the lovers lie-a-teepee. To the sounds of harps, God’s gift ran free. And there our love came to be…

Sophie

we’ve roamed the colosseum we’ve dined in Paris too I proposed in Madrid the English lakes I married you, but Sophie my darling it was in this dirty old town you made all my dreams come true.