My sincere thanks and grateful shout-out to Michelle Ayon Navajas (WordPress’s own Mich) for inviting me to Hotel. This is the third out of three Spoken Words, Hotel has published this year.
Please listen to it on YouTube. My own original Cajun Blues music is the background for the poem. This is not a video, just a Spoken Word. The words of the poem are below:) In the late
1970’s I lived in a Swampy area of Costa Rica. This image is the original sign that hung off my porch. Enjoy!!
Swamp House
Wading to the front door in thigh high boots,
the night falling to the ground before my eyes.
Anything I could imagine, could be imagining me,
I just wipe it from my mind, all that paranoid debris.
Passion is the flame that lights my way.
I let my intuition call me out tonight.
It’s too dark now, to see my hands in front of me;
The mud’s like quick sand, sucking and pulling at my feet.
But…there’s a light on, you left it on the porch so I could see.
I didn’t even have to let you know, because it’s on every night.
Just in case I feel you and your Swamp House calling me…
Just in case I get the urge to live a little dangerously…
Please go here to Hotel to read the rest of the poem Hotel by Masticadores
Congratulations dear Karima ❤️🙏🤗
Big hugs Maggie and thank you for listening and commenting again on Hotel.🤗🌹🤗
Many hugs back to you Karima.
It is my pleasure always 🥰🙏❣️
Congratulations Karima 🌸🌼🌸
Thank you Sadje and also for commenting on their site. That extra little support means so much to me:)
My pleasure dear friend
i love the poem! ❤️🙏🏼❤️congratulstions⭐️✨!!😘
Yay soulkin!! I bet it conjured up a parallel time in your life.. hehe I have absolutely no doubt it did:):) Big hugs and much love 🤗🖤❤️💕♥️🤗
yep, a little bit🤪
Delightful poem, Karima! Congratulations!
Thank you Dawn..for all your support of my Spoken Word poetry 🙏
Fantastic poem, very much enjoyed it 😊
Thank you Pooja, for listening and commenting. I appreciate your support!!
You’re very welcome ☺️
Muchas gracias Manuel y me disculpe por no contestarte más antes. Sí viví así por varios años y aunque era bastante difícil en este tiempo para mi, la changua (swampo) tambien tenia sus encantos. Muchas gracias tambien por creer que mi voz es apto por poemas hablados así
Cuando escucho tu voz, escucho tus emociones de tu poema y de esa manera, también me identifico con los versos. Saludos Karima.
Tus palabras siempre me inspiran mi amigo. Gracias…gracias!
Por nada Karima.
A beautiful mixture of mystery, daring and danger with a hint of temptation as well. I love this poem.
Thank you so much David! What a lovely thing to say and I am very pleased you feel that way about this one, which is a personal favorite of mine too.
congrats!
Thank you kindly Kate:)
A beautiful poem that gives a magical experience when your voice, verses and music come together. Many congratulations, Karima! You truly deserve it:)
Wow thank you so much Kaushal… This is one of those poems that I can say was like automatic writing..the music too…It just wanted to be born…and so it was.. I appreciate your sincere, inspiring words, Kaushal, so much! 🙏🌹
Something which comes out of its own is natural and quite appealing, as in this case. Always welcome, Karima 🙏💐