Wednesday’s Poetry Prompt: 3 Hours and 1 Minute

Wednesday's Poetry Prompt: Write an approaching poem. 

3 Hours & 1 Minutes 

In between a thousand rays of the sun 

and cumulus clouds, I have three hours 

and one minute to dream about how far 

Dominican Pesos and a series of Hola, 

Como Estas! can take me from between a 

rainbow row of sleek Spanish colonial 

and modern buildings to a vast stretch 

of white soft sand and clear turquoise 

cool waters as the breeze of the island 

hugs my luxury bones and bronze skin 

while I first French kiss a Coco Loco,  

a La Dominicana and then a Santo Libre.

While a plate of La Bandera performs 

the Bachata on my American native tongue, 

the Merengue and Dominican Dembow 

request my Motherland hips to dance out loud 

without any daydreams of the contrail clouds 

left behind in the sky.

💜D'ElegantOne