Spanish Winds
Spanish silver eyes dream of summer nights
Lovers entwined like cathedral candlelight
Brusque bas-relief pastels of open space
Poetry rhymes in cadence of world art
Pilgrims of fine luster from a grand age
Walk quietly amidst Mediterranean stars
Mountain villages rest serene by the sea
Preserved time felt keenly on every street
Barcelona is a vision that always haunts me
Picasso’s world where the old and new meet
Catalonia a separate place in space and time
Hear the tide roll and feel the fire of soul
Hemingway hears bells drinking Spanish wine
History and wars like visions of Goya grow
I sit by the sea listening to a Spanish Guitar
Singing like the winds of Madrid from afar
Tonight Spanish winds caress lover’s hearts
As we gaze at the wondrous light of the stars
poem by Joseph Narusiewicz
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