I would leave this northern cool-clime,
find an antidote to delicate rose summer
nights that shiver still under the moon…
Give me a land of gold heat-shimmer, blaze-
blue sky and silent afternoons, reflecting
pools below pierced and carven screens,
ceramic tiles that mesmerize in endless
whorls of red, yellow, green. White walls
in sun-glare and hidden shady doors
drape themselves in bougainvillea
and lounging cats while inside I luxuriate
in striped silk cushions and spicy scents,
silver pot and mint tea. A mosaic fountain
plashes in the courtyard. The day releases
skin-scent; stars expand and breathe.
Inspired by dVerse, Around the World!
Graceful Press Poetry 
skin scent…made me smile…ah nothing like a little glisten…the heat def takes some getting used to, but you do…i like your retreat…smiles.
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Well, I grew up in TX but have been trying to escape the heat ever since…don’t ask me why I went “here,” except maybe I’m just getting to that age… 😉
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I can see you walking lazily inside Alhambra… music of the wind playing ..A nice place to be.. if it’s shade enough.
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The mistake I made was to go to La Alhambra in late February…the one day of our Spanish vacation that wasn’t sunny, and it was pouring rain and absolutely COLD. Still, an amazing sight, and the rest of our time in Andalusia was beautiful weather.
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I can see the place…a beautiful write….
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thank you!
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It sounds delicious! I have heard that Andalusia is “the place” to go in Spain. It’s on my list, especially after that beautiful and poetic description!
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We loved it, one of our favorite trips so far. A little bit of hills, a little bit of beaches, lots of sun.
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you had me with the mint tea and bougainvillea… beautiful… sounds like morocco..and that’s def. on my list to travel to…
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I’d love to go to Morocco as well…my husband was there for business and brought me a little book full of gorgeous pictures…
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This journey of yours was languid, sensual, & delicious; but around the edges I breathed the dust, swatted the flies, smelled unpleasant odors; you really transported me with this one; thanks.
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Smiling…all the things they don’t mention in the travel brochures, right? but part of the glorious package.
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A lovely wistfulness about this, and beautiful word choices!
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Thanks so much!
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I would love to leave these northern climes too! Especially in winter!! Lovely poem.
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Yes…we went to southern Spain in late February. We had lots of sunshine and it felt marvelous.
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I live close to Spain but have never visited. Your poem make sme think that maybe I should.
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Definitely, if you get the chance! We only saw a little slice of Andalusia, but I’d go back in a heartbeat.
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Ah. Where ever it is, this is the first of the travel poems that made me want to buy the trip!
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😀 I started out thinking of Spain, then mixed in a little Morocco. Totally doable in one fabulous trip!
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Oh Jen, this is chock full of good stuff! I absolutely love, “rose summer nights that shiver still under the moon”; and “land of gold heat-shimmer”. “Blaze blue sky” is very unique, love it–and oh I love, “reflecting pools”…and the bougainvillea and spicy scents, mosaic fountain. Chock full, this!
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🙂 I did get pretty excited about this prompt. Thank you for your sweet words, I’m glad you liked it!
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very sensual – stifling heat in the day can lead one into sultry nights.
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true…thanks for reading!
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I’ll take your warm days and cool chill nights, thank you very much; and while Texas could never give you the scents, and sensuousness you describe – you’ll find it plenty steamy, ok. We could talk about a trade – hey!
Really, I loved it. You built a beautiful dream with real-life images. Well done!
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Thanks for your kind words, and for your offer to trade! 🙂 I have a feeling that one of these days we’ll find ourselves back home in the Lone Star State…
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Boy, I wish the South I live in was like yours. My wife pines for a Spanish cottage. Great reverie.
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Spanish cottage with olive groves, orange trees, lemon trees…loads of bright flowers cascading around the doorway…and daily siestas…yep, I’m with your wife! 🙂
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I imagined a beautiful Moorish castle or buildling — perhaps the Alhambra or the Generalife Gardens? Lovely, evoking the colors and sights!
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I sense a Moorish theme here… I haven’t yet been to the Alhambra, but it is on my list. Although I would hate it to be too hot… You really took me off on a journey with your descriptions here – sensuous and hypnotic work!
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