Flor y Canto

Go deep, go deep,

Go deep inside and down.

Go visual and see

What images abound,

And pictures can be found.

Seeing in pictures,

Thinking in scenes, and

Living in images.

What would life be like

If it were made up

Of comic book scenes?

My life as a comic book;

A series of visual frames

Moving through time.

I will be a character

In my own graphic novel,

Living a storyboard life.

Living in pictures calls for

Speaking in song.

My life will be

A Broadway musical!

Breaking into song

At the sight of mountains,

I’d sing “Santa Lucia”

To the boys in the back seat

And make up the words

As we drove along.

Scenes and song is

Flor y canto.

Well, almost; but not exactly.

But it captures the spirit

Of retirement – jubilee!

Flor is flower and beauty;

Seeing in pictures and scenes.

Canto is song, music, poetry,

Words, voice, and hearing.

 

What strange words to materialize

While sitting in the Beverly Garland

During the very last meeting

Of this  professional career.

Surrounded by people

I soon won’t be.

There’s one principal I know,

And there are 45 more.

Glassy eyed zombies

In suits and ties,

Lost watching a PowerPoint desert

Of endless sand and dunes

Of graphs and script

They don’t hear the song

Or see the images

Of Flor y Canto.