~A sample of what you’ll find at my new blog, Astra Poetica~
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After Maria [an Original Décima Poem]
The cameras flash, Trump fakes a smile;
He holds his breath, swallows a growl,
And throws a roll of paper towels.
Empathy missed by a mile
For Puerto Rico, enchanted isle.
No concern for the common health
of neighbors in the commonwealth;
Once slaving for the hacienda,
Victims of encomienda,
They fight to own a sense of self.
*BONUS~An Original Décima Poem
by Special Guest, Brandon Barnett*
We never knocked on rust-streaked doors
but entered like the bums we were
with hair so ragged–greased like fur–
and alcohol from every pore
The only word we spoke was “more!”
with glassy eyes on shining things
refulgent suds the evening brings
and singing out in harmony
But all that now is far from me
Though oft-recalled with mem’ry strings
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