Lucie M. Winborne – "Moss In Florida Streetlight" – A Poem

Moss In Florida Streetlight

Spanish grandees
ride out each night

their whiskers curled
with years of wisdom

swaying with laughter
at their fanciful name

Barbe Espagnol

at me
in hurried care

who stopped to gaze
at lamplit shades
of summers spent

and summers to be born

that lilt like notes
of Spanish song

in bars of southern sky