"Spain haiku"
To parks and through dry city arches—
Atocha train station
Doves of heaven or large lanky Grecos—
lost in the Prado
White Franco tourism with the odd goatherd—
Mijas
An old hippy trail straight to Marrakesh—
Gibraltar
Gypsies shacked up in a sacred mountain—
the Alhambra
Fat tourists or Boteros in Lisbon square—
good morning!
Two leaves for bitter, one for sweet—
rich man's fountain
Catalonian heat—
wind turbines stuck at 12:20
Atocha train station
Doves of heaven or large lanky Grecos—
lost in the Prado
White Franco tourism with the odd goatherd—
Mijas
An old hippy trail straight to Marrakesh—
Gibraltar
Gypsies shacked up in a sacred mountain—
the Alhambra
Fat tourists or Boteros in Lisbon square—
good morning!
Two leaves for bitter, one for sweet—
rich man's fountain
Catalonian heat—
wind turbines stuck at 12:20
Conrad DiDiodato teaches high school English in Ontario and has published widely in both print and online magazines. He hosts an annual poetry reading in the beautiful Niagara Region.
Conrad, your poem reminds me of my time in beautiful and fascinating Spain. Thanks for posting it. I especially loved the Moorish influence in Spain.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Wilma.
ReplyDeleteSpain's beautiful with lots of culture/history. The country's presently going through some pretty tough economic times.
I just noticed I misspelled 'Mijos' in my 3rd haiku: it should be 'Mijas'.
Have a great day!