Sevillana

Sevillana Passion

I thought I’d do something a little different today and post a poem that I wrote several years ago. This poem is called “Sevillana” and touches on the traditional Spanish dancer. Enjoy.

Sevillana

The colors of her dress

address,

the passion in her dance

the rhythmn, lights

and firey nights..

the guitar that seemed to prance

Piercing brown eyes

hypnotize,

the lads that happen through

that quick neck fling and

dress flapping

castinettes and stomping too.

oh what’s a boy to do