pa amb tomàquet a perfectly constructed crust is halved and sliced soft, slender, rustic cracked of Catalan wisdom toasted under the Barcelona sun oiled with the green, fresh garlic august, pungent rubbed into the empty yeasted pores the sharp crumb, boar tusks, peaks of wheaten teeth grate ample tomatoes ripe from the thirsty vine sweet,…
Pops
Wrapped in grey overcast the sweet wind of spring clad in the sallow thatch spun upon the air puppy feet a naked belly my one my only holds my shoulders with calm against a conspiracy of idiocy of sit and stay closing eyes diving into…
La Guardians
Captain’s Log: Day 3 on Iberian Peninsula surveying Alavesa vista vital atop rocky hill La Guardians seem afraid of valley below — warding off invading warriors with strings of red phallic fruit theirs is bigger than theirs paprika dusted on the breeze hotter than sun-seared cobblestones warriors of the lowlands seem to have an antidote…
Fountain-head
Fountain-head waters arc Nasrid built symmetry white noise garden sanctuary blue. Tourist animating gazes watching upon belly moving mirror captures sky memories. ∞ Submitted as part of “National Poetry Writing Month – 2017” (#NaPoWriMo2017). Today’s prompt: write a double elevenie. What’s that? Well, an elevenie is an eleven-word poem of five lines, with each line performing…
Luminescence Sent
Colours pool in solitude – painted – brushes weather washes away – watery – reflections swallowing whole swatches – summer – swirls autumn awe solemn bare – cracking – crumbling diving down a mermaid den – sultan’s – glen rouge rapt on smitten cheeks – reeds – rise a peacock peeks – revenant – revivalent…
anthropomorphic
the fog stands wet upon the crumbling cliff reaching for its home the dandelions bend into their wasted selves flagging a season done the fescue weaves the earth into the land setting the dining table the scanning sentinel watches over the world marking life’s moments. I watch the wildness of an island alone dripping hungry…
Dense
It was our honeymoon — but in this case, it wasn’t the honey of the moon we sought. It was the elixir of the sun which drew us to Spain and to the Rioja. Landing in the land of wine, we took our accommodation in a history-drenched Parador in Santo Domingo de la Calzada —…
Green is My Vice
Kiss me once and kiss me twice I am a frog Green is my vice. Sitting low upon my throne I am the Pond King Behold — all that I own. Water is my golden pleasure Look into my eye See all my treasure. Crowned I am by a water flower I stroll my palace…
Hurricane’s Descent
Through hurricane’s eye Storms the waterfall below Chutes return to sea. All text and photography © Dale Schierbeck See more of others’ submissions to the Daily Post Weekly Photo Challenge on “Atop.” … and more Poetry from EatsWritesShoots here.
Atop Granada – Alhambra
Some walks to the top are intentioned. Some just happen. Here’s my story (photo) story on how I found myself atop Granada … If you know Granada, a richly layered and culturally diverse city in Spain, you also know that it is perched in the foothills of the Sierra Nevadas. And while it is a…
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