Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Nov 2016
I took a walk in La Goulette yesterday
From the “Bridge-of-the-Casino” to the port.
The things I saw on my sun-bathing way
So simple they were, here is a report:
II
Sea snakes under a blue bridge did frolic
As hardware stores displayed paint in their windows.
The water snakes performed some dance symbolic
And the paint braved the dark rust from a distance.
III
And I, hastening to my liquid address,
Shot a side look at a man in a dress,
And hoped the blue water in the White Sea*
Would wash the wound bleeding in my memory.

© LazharBouazzi, 16/11/16 (revised Nov. 17)
*The Mediterranean is called in Arabic The White Middle Sea.
Lazhar Bouazzi
Written by
Lazhar Bouazzi  Carthage, Tunisia
(Carthage, Tunisia)   
Please log in to view and add comments on poems