Published On: Thu, Jul 19th, 2012

Poem: If Dominican Were a Color by Sili M. Recio

We invite a new guest blogger, Sili M. Recio to bless us with her poetic prose… buen provecho.


If Dominican were a color…


…It would be the sunset in the sky blazing red and burning bright

…The shade of cinnamon in your cocoa, skin so soft it drives you loco


…My grandma’s eyes honey brown with mahogany skin

…My other grandma’s yellow tint like mine has been


If Dominican were a color…

…It would be the shades of blue in the sunrise’s hue

…The Haitian black on my Dominican back


…The deep green tints that carry the palm tree shades, the memories in your head that never fade

…The neutral browns that color our lips, the café con leche that everyone sips


…It’s the color of merengue hips swaying when I walk, the “no you didn’t” head and hands moving when I talk

…It’s the way my words shape in my mouth it’s the color they might not know in the south


…It’s the curls and kinks that blend my hair it’s the straightness of my glare

…The one that’s mixed and blended and shaped, partly out of love and partly out of rape


…The color of the ocean in the night, with the moon beaming down rays of sheer delight

…It’s the color of the slaves that no one sees, who built the country but got no keys


…It’s lovemaking on the beach it’s the student learning how to teach

…It’s movement, passion, tenderness and glee, it’s all those things that make me, me.


…You’ll have to watch my every move and check out my sensual groove

…The way I kiss the way love, the way I fight and all the above.


…It would redefine the palette that we know, and it would surely put on a hell of a show

…I can’t do it justice, I just can’t compare you’ll just have to notice, but make sure you don’t stare.


…It could be you, it could be me you never know, just wait and see

…Just never ask what it is that I am, if you don’t wanna give a damn

© 2003

Sili M. Recio


Who is Sili M. Recio?

When not pretending she’s a freelance writer to her family and friends (who have no idea what she does all day long on this blog she acts like she owns, Facebook and Twitter) Sili is busy rearing and shaping her 2 year old frog princess into a natural born leader (read: she’s bossy and she gets it from her mami).  She is also preoccupied with trying to keep one Chico Albus Mendes (aka @TheDogDivo) away from peeing on her ridiculous collection of shoes and books. Sili wants world peace and a good glass of wine. And, whatever those two things might lead to. Read more of Sili’s writing on her blog My Mamihood.


“You have to take risks. We will only understand the miracle of life fully when we allow the unexpected to happen.” – Paulo Coelho

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Poem: If Dominican Were a Color by Sili M. Recio