Friday, November 27, 2015


Dark Soliloquies 

I don’t care
what you’ve got
in store for me
my dark friend.

Whatever it is 
let it out
but do it 
in silky notes
filled with
sweet overtones 
brought home
from the fields
of hard-working
brown hands
toiling in 
the alturas 
of Chiapas
in the foothills
of Nicaragua
in the highlands
of Colombia  
in the fields 
of Malawi 
and in exotic 
Ethiopia and 
Sultry Sumatra.

Whisper softly
in my ears
so only I 
can hear 
what it is 
that you 
have for me

Give it to me 
sip by sip
so I can
taste the full
flavor of all
you can tell 
don’t hold 
back or fret
trust me
I can take 
the heat.

Don’t think
I don’t recognize 
the countless
times you have
been tolerant
and dependable
as my confidant
indulging but 
never divulging  
my daily rants
and soliloquies
on life, love, poetry
and philosophy
on inner peace
and the art of war
and the dogmas
of world religions
and the endless
ambitions and greed 
of the wealthy 
upper class 
our planet.

So let all
the hidden 
skeletons out
I am ready
for your sweet
and sour
pungent quips 
and quotes
and admonitions.

So here’s to you
sweet embracing 
steaming hot 
and stimulating
cup o’dark
let your light 
shine on me today.

© 2015 jjméndez

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