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New Poems Pge 3 : Cuban Memories
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From: MSN NicknameMindmanuk  (Original Message)Sent: 4/11/2005 12:08 PM
I caught you in the summers sigh
Where herons dived,
 against the sky
of Colbalt blue
just like your eyes
you voice is like a lullabyes.
 
Across the sunset sands
you'd walk
full of the day
you'd talk and talk
and holding hands
you watch the sun
descend as night begins its run
 
Up on the stage you start to sing
Your Spanish words
have a certain ring
You dance the samba
turn me round
To take me up to higher ground
And all this time
you knew would pass
Like getting to the bottom of a cocktail glass
 
Your final wave
your smile left here
No signs of pain
no little tear
It was what it was
no atmosphere
is left within
this stratosphere.
 
I checked the mail
you never wrote
The only lump was in my throat
I played "Chan Chan"
It made me smile
For you came back a little while.
 
 
11/04/2005
 
 
 
 
 


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From: MSN NicknameForestFlower5893Sent: 4/11/2005 6:17 PM
Hi Mark,  another enjoyable poem
 
Emma

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From: MSN NicknameceosportSent: 4/11/2005 6:31 PM
Like this Mark.......well written
 
 
Clive

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From: MSN NicknameZydhaSent: 4/11/2005 10:40 PM
I wonder...did I detect a samba rhythm creaping through your words, lol, I enjoyed this one too Mark, nicely atmospheric, Zy

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From: MSN NicknameMindmanukSent: 4/12/2005 9:55 AM
No flies on you Zydha !
There is a rythymn to this if you want to hear the song that inspired it Go to Amazon Search for Buena Vista Social Club
Listen to the Track "Chan Chan" by Compay Segundo
Its still immensley popular in Cuba every Son band plays it and itevokes the whole Cuban experience.
Mark
 
 

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