Cuba Poem by Richard Wlodarski
Cuba
Cuba, I stand on your soil
And touch the earth of Mother
And palm the grains of white sand
With dictatorship
Cuba, my mouth tastes your soil
My hands touching your breast and breath
Eyes seeing beyond the horizon
Ears hearing your lost loneliness
Cuba, Fidel and I compadres
Amigos mouths kissing just one love
Hands touching the friendship
Eyes seeing the freedom
Cuba, love and love lost
Amigos compadres
Compadres amigos
Cum Deum liberatum
Standing on Cuba and touching Mother Earth give emotional sensation. Death of a friend gives pain and brings sadness and agony. Love lost is love found in emotion. May your friend rest in peace. We offer our prayer for nice soul...10
Kumarmani, thank you so much for your in-depth positive response. The death you mention is not of my friend. The poem was written for the famous American writer Hemingway. He had a very close relationship with Fidel Castro and Cuba. And yes, his soul deserves our prayers. Thank you so much for that gesture.
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6/12/2025 4:07:12 PM # 1.0.0
I can see Fidel and Leonid in that socialist fraternal embrace...but no such love between Hemingway and the Mojito! Fantastic verse, Richard.