Orange que te quiero verde, that's Poeticah

The Visual Poetry of Poeticah explores the boundaries between poetry, languages, and traditional with computer visual art.

This is a poem from my chapbook Blue Mundi.

<<Blue Mundi>> Bridge of Silicon and Earth I am the feet of a boy that walked through puddles and mud in Grulla growing into a man’s dress shoes walking on gray carpet I am the cold hard touch of a clicking mouse that slips between swift and slippery catfish I am the fresh currents of Barton Springs that freeze into office window panes I am the melody of the accordion that plays polkas twisted into the howls of hard rock’s electric guitars I am the click click of computer keyboards that dance on the waves of cumbias I am the romantic voice of Jorge Negrete that dies in the beep beep of beepers at midnight I am the tack-attack-attack of high impact printers that burn in the rhythm of cha cha cha I am the fragrance of the orange blossoms of Texas that dies in the smell of liquid paper I am irritating auto exhaust and refinery odors that sweeten into the aroma of huisache flowers I am the smell of wet earth that sharpens into the penetrating odor of super glue Inside me walk the tame flavors of pork chops and hamburgers that run in the wild flavors of peccary and deer Inside me run the juices of mesquites and prickly pears tamed into farm-raised juices of peaches and strawberries Inside me sleeps the flavor of beef stew that wakens in the flavor of menudo I am sunsets reflected in the Rio Grande River gathering at red stop lights I am white tiles from office ceilings floating in gray and purple clouds Inside me are the orange flowers of the huisache glowing in dead amber letters on computer monitors I am a bridge that crosses over the wilderness of the peasant and electromechanical man <<Blue Mundi>>