How to fall in love

Start slow        beat   by   beat
                                    What’s the sound?
Listen carefully
roll along a pulse

Beat

If space shrinks:
                  Lock those eyes
                  hit a smile
Are you dancing?

Evoke mahogany bass      flow     loop      resonate
                                                                Edge the tone
                                         high   and   low
                                         wild while soft
                                                sweet
                                                  hot
 

_____Adriana Citlali
XVIII-VI-MMXX

 
Posted over at d’Verse Poets Pub: Quadrille 106
 

A tree’s sonata

Don’t you adore the sway of that tree?   
It’s icy branches reflect moonlight,   
as slow motion sparkles.   

Don’t you want to join its rhythm?   
Move your arms gracefully,   
free your feet and shine?   

Sway away. Scintillate.   
Release your freedom.   
Adore.   




_____Adriana Citlali
XXVII-I-MMXVI

I will fall again

I fall under the influence of the blues  
    beats and sounds  
this silence and that elusive sharp note  

I wait until you feel as I do  
until you observe rhythms in the moon  
  until my hand is held by yours  

We dance at a melancholic tune
full of jazz-richness
bursting tango-passion
with a slow bolero-beat

The lights are dimmed slowly
We are in a fantasy-looking forest
You lead my steps
I follow with little resistance

One more turn
We are back
  Music  StopS  
You look into my eyes       smile

Time  StopS  with the silence
Your right hand refuses to leave my waist
My body feels the warmth of your touch

Soft sounds reinitiate the clocks

You and I   dance
       fallen under the influence of music

I am smiling
 I’m falling

You pulled me closer
  You fell

We
Dance
   under the influence
Ready to fall again




_____Adriana Citlali
XVI-X-MMXIV

 

Prompt > dVerse Poetics – Under the Influence of Music :
Today I wrote under the influence of Fallen by Presuntos Implicados & Randy Crawford:

The poetry of the untold

        Almost forgotten  
Waves hitting the corner of your eye   
Words refusing to leave your muted lips   
A touch you take for granted   

Every day   
  Each morning   
     Thru the whole night   

      Ephemeral  
Sounds silenced by the background noise
by that noise –reminder of the relevant
   the atonal background that makes our life monotonous
   that makes us forget the music
   in the details   –vital subtleties deemed soundless

What is your silence?
What fills your day without recognition?
Is it    her    memory or your loneliness?
…   the warmness of the blanket?
…    the kindness in that dream?
Or just forced stillness in your thoughts?

    Obstructed  
Moments we decide to ignore
Experiences pushed deep into oblivion
Numbness inflicted to believe in the ordinary
Known conformity of the self who hides from oddity
Obstruction of the everyday outliers

Today
        I’ll dream ethereal realities that can’t be forgotten
Tomorrow
      I’ll take the risk, paint the canvas, unplug my ears

   But first
I’ll tell the memory, mute the silence, dance the walk, feel the touch!




_____Adriana Citlali
VIII-X-MMXIV

 

Poetics: In the Corner of Your Eye | dVerse

On dancing while the music lasts

  
Contact without attachment   
Expanded freedom   
      limited space

    hips
  beats
     heels

tempo    step step      smile
            quick quick    slow
             one two     turn

feel the breeze
move your hair
spin spin    spin again!

sense passion at the touch
   (stranger’s hand)

close your eyes
detach your body

mark the steps
play the game

let him lead
each step
every turn
till the end

 
when
 
           silence
 
starts

exchange no names
               no leads
no consequences



_____Adriana Citlali
III-VI-MMXIV