Poems From A Traveler
Observations and Poems by Traveler Rodrigo Villegas
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AT TIMES YOU WILL BE A CRANE

THEN A MONKEY STEPPING BACK

"MOST OF THE TIME"


THEN YOU WILL BE A SNAKE CREEPING DOWN

"WHO ME? NEVER A SNAKE !"

AND FINALLY AN EAGLE SOARING

"AH THE EAGLE! YES! THATS ME"

RODRIGO







LEARN A NEW LANGUAGE. ITS THE KEY THAT OPENS THE DOOR
TO A ROOM OF MANY DOORS
AND ALL OF THEM LOCKED.
RODRIGO






GRINGOS BECOME SICK IN MEXICO FOR THE SAME REASON DOGS  
BECOME SICK
IT IS BECAUSE THEY BOTH ENJOY EATING ON THE STREET.

WHEN TIMES ARE TOUGH, EVEN OLD TORTILLAS TASTE GOOD.

JAPANESE TEA CEREMONY - YOU FEEL CONTEMPLATIVE WHILE ALL THE
TIME YOUR KNEES ARE KILLING YOU.

ACULPUNTURE - A NEEDLE THROUGH THE LEFT EAR LOBE
ANOTHER PIERCING THE RIGHT TOE
AND AH! AH!  NOW IM READY FOR LOVE.

RODRIGO






ENGLAND IN MAY

To be in England
Is to have fingertips
Cold most of the time

To be in England is to experience
The most beautific shades of green
Upon green, upon green, upon blue
Fingertips some of the time

To be in England
Is to know the practicality of its women
disolved into the most imagined intimacies

To be in England
Is to be in England
Is to be in England
In the springtime

Rodrigo Villegas







THE JACARANDA TREE, OAXACA MEXICO

THE COLOR PURPLE FULL IN BLOOM
THE JACARANDA - AUDACIOUS AND COMPLETE
SPOTS THE LANDSCAPE
FILLS MY ROOM
AGLOW IN PURPLE DREAMS

HOW DID THAT COLOR COME TO BE?
WHO SNATCHED IT FROM THE SKY?
WHO SCOOPED IT FROM SOME SACRED SEA?
TO DELIGHT AND BEMUSE THE EYE !
BETTINA -SAN FRANCISCo








Serene Germanic eyes
Tempered by 10 full years in Brazil
Now in a chapel by a hill
She plays her silver flute

Melodious tones flutter skyward
Uplifting to where I flow
In the joy of her full chromatic blues

And in the court yard
Tiny birds ascend to listen
Themes from Bettina
Those offerings to the gods

She could if need be
Lead us out of the city
Among a gathering of innocents
Along the curving edge of time      

We'd follow those intricate melodies
Those hints of a new beginning
And we would never ever
Be seen again
RVZ
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