Travel Writer's Poems
Observations in Verse from a Traveler
Text Copyright Rodrigo Villegas
BETTINA - SAN FRANCISCO


SERENE GERMANIC EYES
TEMPERED BY TEN FULL YEARS IN BRAZIL
NOW IN A CHAPEL BY A HILL
SHE PLAYS HER SILVER FLUTE

MELODIOUS TONES FLUTTER SKYWARD
UP LIFTING TO WHERE I FLOW
IN THE JOY OF HER FULL CHROMATIC BLUES

AND IN THE COURTYARD
TINY BIRDS ASCEND TO LISTEN
THEMES FROM BETTINA
THOSE OFFERINGS TO THE GODS

SHE COULD IF NEED BE
LEAD US OUT OF THE  CITY
ALONG THE CURVING EDGE OF TIME

WE'D FOLLOW THOSE INTRICATE MELODIES
THOSE HINTS OF A NEW BEGINNING
AND WE WOULD NEVER  - EVER
BE SEEN AGAIN.  

BY Rodrigo Villegas


THE JACARANDA TREE

THE COLOR PURPLE
FULL IN BLOOM
THE JACARANDA AUDACIOUS
AND COMPLETE
SPOTS THE LANDSCAPE
FILLS MY ROOM
AGLOW IN PURPLE DREAMS
HOW DID THAT COLOR COME TO BE?
WHO DROPPED IT FROM THE SKY
WHO SCOOPED IT FROM SOME SACRED SEA?
TO DELIGHT AND BEMUSE THE EYE?

Rodrigo Villegas     
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Two and a half palm trees
A beach peopled with seagulls
A sign: OFICINA DE TURISMO
A rolling sea, an unreflecting sky
A wanderer on the sands
Almost creeping
Across my picture window
Silence  

Rodrigo Villegas
DRIZZLE IN HAWAII

Softness in a rainy afternoon
Drifts through fertile shades of grey
Then turns my den a hazy bright
From spring´s ornamental night
Poems by Rodrigo Villegas