A Prayer to her love’s beloved Echo
(From a Caribbean lady to an American device)
Alexa dear, please hear my prayer
Turn his bedroom light down low
Play our special song, you know the one
Fill his air with fresh sea breezes
Wake him with the rooster’s morning call
The ocean’s rhythmic slapping at her shore
The Caribbean sunrise, pink and pure
Tell him that I’m sorry — sorry — sorry
Say all the words I couldn’t think to say
The ones I didn’t know — he couldn’t hear —
My heart is aching in my throat
Please whisper love words in his ear
And send him here
Copyright © Joan Dobbie 2018
30 for 30 is sponsored by Potomac Review
Thank you for sharing this write that wants Alexa to “Say all the words I couldn’t think to say The ones I didn’t know — he couldn’t hear —“. Although the beloved Echo may want to keep him to herself, technology might come through for the poet’s Caribbean lady!