The Man on the Telephone
By Jaiddie Ortiz
Sitting by the food court in the mall.
I’ve told again and again -Said the man on the telephone.
I am not far I am not deaf
I I’ve heard you before and again
I am just trying to comprehend
How sending me pictures of pancakes and landscapes and jewelry and such
Can make me come at your door to knock.
The woman basking herself in the sun said to the man on the telephone –
You have
No imagination
No vision
No tenderness
No sensibility
No care
No heart
No soul
No courage
No
No
No
Please do not hang up the phone.
A Rainy Night in Buffalo
By Jaiddie Ortiz
In candlelight
I sit
Into nothingness I peek.
Looking out my window I see
Leaves of trees beckoning to me.
The sky salutes me.
Indigo, creams, pink.
Kitty insists to play
Kitty and I in twilight
… I can almost hear him say
It’s raining me and dogs.
Crash – Thunder
Kitty runs to hide.
Me, I reach for my glass of wine.
In candlelight, I sit
Ghost shimmering …
Countries pirouetting on the walls
Tempting me to waltz.
I take off my shoes
Jumping leaping like a child
Blue Heron
By Jaiddie Ortiz
The blue heron awaits my visit by the falls
Some say since noon.
I shot it from different angles
When I climbed the hill, it flew away.
It took my dreams and liberty my sanity and reality…
Enveloped by shadows I stand. My soul permeated by the rain fall
And the rain drips, drips, drips, drips
Chocolate
By Jaiddie Ortiz
Do you want chocolate?
Asked the dark man sitting by her right.
Do you want chocolate? He asked
In Spanish, this time.
She thought about it for a while
Chocolates of Mexico
Chocolates of France
Chocolates of Switzerland.
Remembering the Bariloche night
Where the feeling was just right
She danced, danced, danced
Under Amaretto lights
Almond taste caressing her senses, delight!
In hiding; the gypsy uttered demonic verses
Against her beauty, finesse and charm
You will never dance as long are you are alive
No graceful waltz, no sensual sway
I curse thee; You are done
No love for you forevermore.
Do you want chocolate?
Again, asked the dark man
She pretended not to understand and wandered away
She failed to notice his gaze in adoration
His arm extended
With a rose and a box of chocolate in his hand.
