My hair glimmers in the golden New Mexico sun.
My silken gown flows down past my crystal feet
As I walk on Saltillo stepping stones.
I wear turquoise rings around my delicate fingers.
I am your Spanish queen.
Coyotes muster outside my bedroom window,
Calling to the mystic moon
As the stars in the sky
Tell a tale of those who came before me.
Nightfall brings tranquility to the enchanted circle,
As I hold say over the fields of Talpa.
I dance in the fresh spring rain,
Seducing your eyes to the cadential pulse of my hips.
I enchant your mind with gentile poetry
Trickling out from my passion pink lips.
I can feel your heart beating in rhythm with the mariachis song
As our souls twist and bow,
Becoming one with lust.
I yearn for sunsets of green and purple and pink;
The sent of roses lingering in the air
As Taos Mountain looms behind us like a sentinel, Grand and fearsome in its splendor.
Eclipsed in its shadow we quiver.
And I…am your Spanish queen
My silken gown flows down past my crystal feet
As I walk on Saltillo stepping stones.
I wear turquoise rings around my delicate fingers.
I am your Spanish queen.
Coyotes muster outside my bedroom window,
Calling to the mystic moon
As the stars in the sky
Tell a tale of those who came before me.
Nightfall brings tranquility to the enchanted circle,
As I hold say over the fields of Talpa.
I dance in the fresh spring rain,
Seducing your eyes to the cadential pulse of my hips.
I enchant your mind with gentile poetry
Trickling out from my passion pink lips.
I can feel your heart beating in rhythm with the mariachis song
As our souls twist and bow,
Becoming one with lust.
I yearn for sunsets of green and purple and pink;
The sent of roses lingering in the air
As Taos Mountain looms behind us like a sentinel, Grand and fearsome in its splendor.
Eclipsed in its shadow we quiver.
And I…am your Spanish queen
Author notes
littlebee --- I think this is my best poem. I have re-written it many times over the years and have perfected it for slamming.
This poem is not just about me, but also about the major factors that have made me who I am, my beautiful home and my deep rooted culture.
A contest entry
- AP Family by Theory Of The Lost.
450 points, ended August 16, 2008, 28 entries
Bronze trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - Write me Something beautiful by metal freak 13.
600 points, ended May 23, 2008, 13 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - Anything Goes New members only 2 months or less by Unstoppable.
5750 points, ended July 7, 2008, 23 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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great write its so vivid and clear. you did a great job of pullin me in and showing me something known in a new light ty
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Very nice!
I love the story told, Simple, it's a great write.

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Well done i loved the story you tell in this piece, there was a lot of great imagery, extremely well worded and put together. I really liked the line---
--Seducing your eyes to the cadential pulse of my hips.
Awesome line to me it seamed sexy, yet mature, but not slutty if that makes any sense to you lol. Very very well done great write and I would love to be your "Brother Bee" Good luck in the contest! -
welcome to allpoetry
This is absolutely beautiful. I do not know the requirements for the contest but your poem does fit the contest title. The only thing I found here that I might (MIGHT) edit would be the third line in the last stanza, just to break it in half instead of the comma. I enjoyed your lovely images and flow of thoughts. Thank you for sharing your talent with us all.
Please continue to do so!

~Kristy
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I love this one.
This should be a contest winner for certain. If it isn't, well there is no accounting for bad taste. Their loss. Good luck in the contest.

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LB
This is really remarkable! At first, when I saw that the poem was about "you", it caused me some consternation. But as I read I saw it was merely a way of introducing yourself. The poem was not born of conceit or self-centeredness, but rich in imagery and great language.
I've always thought, even after thirty years in Nevada,
that New Mexico is the most beautiful of the southwestern states, with its mesas and scenery. And now, it seems, it is putting out some pretty good poets as well!
Love this!
John-Las Vegas


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