Even the Sky

Even the sky blushes when it thinks of the night to come. Anticipating the taste of you, the day passed so slowly. But your touch can stop time, making star lit night grow longer and punishing day for taking so long to yield.

Waiting for your skin

to alight upon my body

is sweet agony.

Song Choice: Despacito by Luis Fonsi and Daddy Yankee

This poem was inspired by a prompt given over at Imaginary Gardens with Real Toads: Fashion Me Your Words, Slowly. It is also linked to the Friday 55 at Verse Escape and Poetry Pantry 385 at Poets United.

 I seriously love the song behind the prompt, especially because as a Spanish speaker, I know how unsubtle that song is. This was crazy fun to write.

By Rommy Cortez-Driks

Scorn

I see you, scorning souls that could be your mirror. Compassion flees me, so Sense must stand up and toil towards a future safe for fools.

Song Choice: Champion by Fall Out Boy

This poem was created in response to a prompt for Imaginary Gardens With Real Toads: Writing Exercise I picked C for Compassion, and was amused with where my thoughts led me when I investigated that theme in tanka form.

By Rommy Cortez-Driks

Invitation

The weeping willow’s green curtain beckons souls who want to hide, yet still be outside. But merengue and the smell of barbeque float from the other side of the park. The bookworm waits for someone to speak her language before deciding.

Footfalls keep the beat

while Spanglish sings over the park

coaxing me to join.

Song Choice: Sube las Manos Pa' Arriba by Pitbull

This poem was created for Verse Escape's Friday 55 It is also linked to Poets United Poetry Pantry 383.

By Rommy Cortez-Driks