The Day by the Bay

Spent the day

by the bay,

seduced by a madman.

Saw Heaven and Hell

Purgatory as well,

Salvador and two women.

They sat and stared,

as souls were bared,

his genius beyond all.

His stories told,

outrageous, bold,

splattered on the wall.

As time went on,

they had to run,

no works could they afford.

The Englishman

who had a plan

turned to them and roared.

Your money now,

I’ll show you how

to take the paintings home.

The friends replied,

“We cannot buy,

please leave us alone.”

The Englishman

raised his hand,

disgusted as could be.

Bid them good-by,

and then did sigh,

“No reward for me.”

The women laughed,

and thought how daft,

this Englishman could be.

They’d only come,

just for fun,

to spend time with Dali.

©Shelli Carlisle

 *I wrote this silly poem for my friend Dawn in honor of the lovely day we spent in San Francisco.

4 thoughts on “The Day by the Bay”

  1. This was a joyous day together, what a great gift it was indeed. Never wore the accent off of an Englishman before and was so very cool to see the sketch of Dali and Lorca–never seen before out in public like that–one of a kind and we knew the secret of the ‘Embarrassment’ he sketched of…very few people would know it, let alone see it. Was fun putting the series together for purgatory, hell and heaven. What a day and what a delightful poem! Thank you Shelli, what an honor.

    xxxooo Lots of Love

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