Take Me To The Waterfall P.O.M. October

The Guayabo Falls in Cuba 2014 which inspired this Poem (One of my favorites from my archive) Take me to the waterfall So I can see it cry Weeping for each moment That quickly passes by Flowing over pebbles And running through the glades With oxygenating bubbles And...

Washed Sand November P.O.M.

Washed Sand Who am I that stain the sand Whose every footprint mark this land For as my breath invites the day In idle thoughts I drift away I gaze behind to see my path As in real time the sea it laps But when at last in full retreat I search to find my footprints...