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Cuba 2012 – Love Songs Written on My Heart: An Island Unlike Others

on January 30, 2015

A mere hour’s flight spans miles between my land and a world apart.
Hour that does not compute distance in human hearts,
Both mine and a people I’d never met before.
Cuba, island home where bells of freedom do not peal.

My mind does not comprehend my tears that even now add to shining sea
That parts neighbors who are unacknowledged friends.
My heart knows it loves without an understanding.
My soul is happy to remember.


10 responses to “Cuba 2012 – Love Songs Written on My Heart: An Island Unlike Others

  1. Silver Threading says:

    Beautiful words. I love the ending saying, “My soul is happy to remember.” I can tell Cuba has a special place in your heart. ❤

    • vivachange77 says:

      Thanks, Colleen. I’m so glad the US is beginning a thaw to the relationship between the two countries. I also know that this troubles many people in Florida. ❤

      • Silver Threading says:

        Years ago when we lived in Fort Walton Beach on Eglin AFB, we had a neighbor whose mother-in-law was Cuban. I used to visit them often. She always made me Cuban coffee – dark and sweet. She was of course an older lady then (30 years ago) but, I sure enjoyed her company. She told me many heartbreaking stories. ❤

      • vivachange77 says:

        I think my stories are the other half of her broken heart.

      • Silver Threading says:

        So sad. I am hoping the country will get back on its feet.

  2. I like both the poetry and prose, but I think I like the prose piece better. It lets me see more.

    • vivachange77 says:

      Thanks for you comment. Did you read the prose post I wrote” Introducing Jose and Finding Nemo” ? That is the one I trashed after the silence. I’ll try prose again.

  3. Oh wow! This is amazing. This line in particular: Hour that does not compute distance in human hearts. It made me think about how close I feel in heart with some people online. ❤

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