Wednesday, November 26, 2008

LosT

At times I'm lost and confused.
Lost in this world.
Feeling stuck in this world.
Confused of my purpose here.
I'm I truly lost and confused in this world.
Maybe it's just my mind that's lost and confused.

Saturday, November 1, 2008

Memories
Going through our memories
is something that I always do
because that’s all you've left me
just memories of you.
Thinking about you just makes me smile
because you make my life worthwhile.
I wish with all my might that
one day you will be by my side
we will never be apart
we'll be together forever and always.
But now I must face the fact
that you are gone but in my heart
you’re still my only one.

Monday, October 20, 2008

Necessities in a Significant Other

I need someone to make me happy,
I need someone to make me laugh,
I need someone to care for me,
I need someone to understand me,
I need someone to always be by my side,
I need someone to hold me tight,
I need someone to love me
That sonmeone is you!

Thursday, October 16, 2008

We drove home at seventy with one head
light
but little George West did not let us by
without an angry notice
Days passed and passed
Until we were brave enough
to call little George West up
He said he was sorry
He could fix it for us
Said there'd be a price
- a small one
So I mailed a thank-you letter
and again days passed and passed
I waited and waited
but little George West never called us back

Wednesday, October 15, 2008

A Daughter's Life






Early Saturday mornings
Early bedtime nights,
So many things going on at times
It’s hard keeping everything right.

Ballet shoes in the car
Soccer shoes on the floor,
Crayons and markers in the bathroom
Wait a minute there’s more.

Toys scattered throughout the rooms
Clothes hanging on the door,
When does it all get cleaned up
Or will she play some more?

Although it is a challenge
You can’t help but just love it,
The things she says just make you laugh
Even though she may not know it.

This life would be so boring
Without her joys and laughter,
My world with her is complete
This is the life of a daughter.

You Know What?

You know what?
Sometimes you make me so happy that i really don't care about nothing
Sometimes you make me so sad that I regret meeting you
sometimes you brighten me up , but sometimes your the darkness in me
Sometimes you bring me the stars and the moon, but
Sometime you make sure that i know that I am here in this world
But you know what
Not sometimes, but all times I know that I love you
and your the reason why I'm happy in this big world

Monday, October 13, 2008

YOU

If only I had words to say
How you make me feel each day
If only I could make you feel
How nothing seems to be so real

It’s like I died and left my past behind
And through the blur, only memories defined.
Like how it rains when we’re apart
Yet when we kiss in it, you hold my heart

You captivate me by your touch,
Your face, your smile, your love, and such.
When I think of how I’d be without you
My heart starts swelling, as though on cue

As the radio’s on and songs are played
The lyrics run on, but in my heart they’ve stayed.
Like when I work, and smiles are bound,
They’re never as big as when you’re around.

Nothing just seems to be the same.
Now that you’re here, I have you to blame.
I hate you for being so close to me
‘Cuz now when you’re gone, you’re still all I see.

P.S.
And everytime that we’ve broken up
I’ve always felt I could hold up.
But the truth is that when it becomes almost final
I actually really become quite frightful.

I can’t stand the thought of losing you
You’re what makes me feel so brand new.
…..That’s a common phrase that people say
But I really do mean it in every way.

…..I know my poetry can’t be considered art,
But I meant every word, with all of my heart.
…..and I love you so much, it’s just so hard to say;
And it’s hard to imagine I love you more everyday.
My Roller Coaster Ride
It's like a roller coaster ride,
This life of mine.

At 20 year old, my daughter's birth was a high.
And it just kept getting better from there.

Until one day, to my surprise,
my daughter began to fall behind.
From this day forward,
we've had our ups and downs,
Some milestones being met,
While other lag behind.

So we finally decided to get her all checked out,
At 2 1/2 years of age,
a diagnoses of Autism,
I take all the blame.

What did I do wrong?
Was it something I eat?

I will never know.
But I do know,
Everything happens for a reason,
And she's heaven sent.

Sunday, October 12, 2008

Sisterhood











Sisters are great.
Sisters are fun.
They share a bond
that no one can break.
Helping each other in
good times and bad,
They'll never forget
all the good times they've had.

The Past...

I should have thought twice before I walked through those doors...
the doors of uncertainty, instability, and remorse.
Laying there was a woman I knew...
barely holding on to whatever she could.
I had always blamed her and hated her for her lies...
but the only thing I wish now was that we wouldn't have to say our goodbyes.
For every tear she brought to my mother's eyes...
I knew she would pay far above in the skies.
But I see her lying there all wounded and broken...
and I can't help but pray...there is still much left unspoken.
Please don't take her, I silently pray...
as the machine pumps away the life that remains.
Her pain is my pain...
her guilt is my guilt...
If she doesn't make it through...
I don't know how we would.
Our lives are connected, the past is the past...
Please God bring her back...
and let the past be the past.

Dancing

Dancing

Intricate moves with my feet.

Long elegant lines with my legs.

Strength, power and drive with my mind.

Freedom, beauty and release from my heart.

My body sways, dips.

Steps and jumps.

My feet turn, my legs swing.

My heart pumps.

Agility, flexibility.

Determination and concentration.

Rewards of grace, elegance.

Content and retribution.

Dancing is my life.

It brings me peace.

Of all the things that dancing brings.

The best of all is its free.

Saturday, October 11, 2008

Stupid Clowns

Laugh at me you stupid clown,
With your fake smile.
You tell me your happy stories,
When I know it's all a lie.

I can't believe I loved a clown.
So funny I thought you were.
You laughed and laughed
And put me in a trance.

I watched your act every day;
And I clapped and applauded
A standing ovation you got from me.

You ask me if I liked the show,
I lie just like you and say I did.
At first I thought a clown was the one for me,
But now that I see a clown is just not what I need.

You take your clown costume off.
Your work has been done.
I take your costume and put it on.

I'm the stupid clown,
Who laughs with a fake smile.
I tell you my happy stories,
and you know its all a lie.

You watch my act everyday,
And now applaud at me.
I think you know its time to leave,
Two clowns just can't be.
ThE LiFe oF a LaWnMoWeR

pLoWiNg DoWn ThE rOwS oF gReEn
I cAn SudDeNlY fEel ThE cOoL bReEzE
nOt KnOwIng If ThErE wIlL bE rAiN oR sHiNe
I cOnTiNuE gOiNg DoWn ThE lIne

WHAT IS A FRIEND?

Friends, are always there
when you need them.
Friends, stand by your side
no matter what.
Friends, always have a shoulder
to cry on.
You can call a friend in the middle of the night
and their always there to hear you
Even if their falling asleep.
Friends are just Friends!

New Beginning

Wounded and confused,
Unable to overcome the pain.
Hopes and dreams shattered
That’s it, that’s the end!

Unexpectedly he came
Silently and without a warning,
To mend the pieces of a broken heart.
With a proposal and a ring
Now the true adventure is about to begin.

3 trees

3 trees,
An island in this land.
They see us all
as we go about our lives.

3 trees,
That have been here
longer than we.
For some reason separated
from all the other trees.

3 trees
see me relaxing for a moment free,
see her crying silently,
see a couple that's meant to be,
see you rush to the library.

All they can do is watch and give
shade to those who come.
They reach out their arms
but never touch the babes
taking their first steps into life
to tell them,

Slow down
look around
at what we,
the aged island of 3,
always see.

Friday, October 10, 2008

Ain't I your Sister?

You told me I was born in Mexico
And I believed you.
You told me I was adopted
And I believed you.
We don't look alike yet we were born of the same mother.
Ain't I your sister?

Always fighting with each other
Just like sisters do.
You never share anything with me,
But tell me that I should.
Ain't I your sister?

All those people you meet
That are suppose to be your friends
You tell them stuff you don't tell me
And here they are stabbing you in the back
When I would never do that.
Ain't I your sister?

I've always wanted to be like you
I looked up to you.
I've always wanted to be your friend.
You're my older sister and I'll always be here for you.
Ain't I your sister?
Your friend?

Corina, Corina

My beautiful girl, I held you in my arms the day you were born.
Corina, Corina I danced full of joy the day you took your first step.
Corina, Corina the sound of your voice calling my name sounded like sweet music in my ears.
Corina, Corina how the years have flown by, thirteen and counting.
My beautiful baby girl.

Thursday, October 9, 2008

A Wave Goodbye

I don’t remember much of that night, to be honest. The wind was too loud, the rain was too heavy, the screams were too deafening. The only image that stands out in my mind was when I watched the waves carry you away. A rag doll stuffed with meaty cotton, not alive but adorned with glistening eyes, only I knew there was nothing left behind them. I watched as you danced through the ocean: the gushing of the gray waves, the flap of your shell of a body, the gushing gray waves, the gushing...

They say it’s almost impossible to find you. There’s just too many bodies down there, they tell me. They tell me I should move and start a new life, buy a new home, marry a new man. But this is my home I tell them, he was my life I say.

I dream of the waves. I wake up in a cold sea of salt sweat gasping for air, just like I saw you do. I thrash, I kick, I gasp. My wild clutches feeling for your hands, your face, your hair. Some times I feel you’ll come back to me, and slip into our bed with a sweet “I missed you.”
I don’t know how I survive the nights. The dreams, they keep coming, asphyxiating me. They creep up on me, gentle and blue. Then turn black and gray, violent, swallowing me whole. You appear to save me, but your helpless like me. We can do nothing but watch ourselves get carried away. We’re rag dolls, you and I. Except your dead and I’m alive, you’re in heaven and I’m in hell. But we’re one in the same, just a rag doll.

I’m stuffed with meaty cotton, alive and adorned with glistening eyes, only I know there’s nothing left behind them. I’m breathing in air but tasting salt water, I’m talking but gushing bubbles, I’m walking but floating to nowhere.

I’m lucky to be alive they tell me, but you’re even luckier that you’re dead.

Tuesday, October 7, 2008

PEOPLE

People here, People there
Newborn brought into the world,
Innocent sentenced to death,
Guilty wonder the streets,
Fatal illnesses fill hospital beds,
Vanity overpowers cosmetic surgery,
Poor desire a piece of bread,
Rich decide on a specialty dish,
Christians pray for forgiveness,
Non-Christians justify their actions,
Elderly end their journey.
People here, People there,
I am here... Are you there?

Sunday, October 5, 2008

Wasted Time

I wish I could go back in time
Or somehow the two of us could form a line
Then maybe we could see eye to eye
And erase every single lie
Hopefully all this will soon pass me by

End Soon

I was sweating
moving back and forth
dreaming
wanting it to end 

I could see mommy from a distance
I could see her once again
her beautiful eyes
but this time with a helpless look

She was so close 
yet so far
she wasn't happy
please let me wake up 

I was happy to have seen her again
but sad it had to be this way
wake up, wake up
end soon



Friday, October 3, 2008

A LIFE
Have you wondered
how an act so private
sometimes sinful
can give LIFE.
A LIFE that can be sad.
A LIFE that can be happy.
A LIFE that can be tortured.
A LIFE that can be treasured.
A LIFE is a miracle.
A LIFE can be given.
A LIFE can be
taken.

Tuesday, September 30, 2008

A Smart Girl

Perfection and Responsability
is what she does
so frequently.

Getting straight "A" grades
is not rare
from her.

She will soon leave our house
because staying in campus
is what she wants.

We know she is bright,
We know she is brave,
She knows we care about her
And she knows for sure
We will always love her.

Santiago







Sunday, September 28, 2008

Beauty of Nature

Standing under the tree
looking around at living things
trying to clear my thoughts
I've never known how much
I held you through it all.
You're the miracle of Life and Joy....

You're my little girl
with those bright eyes
who saw the light when born
made me realize
I
must protect, teach, learn and guide
through all her Life.

You're my little girl
You're the miracle of Life and Joy.

Friday, September 19, 2008

Blog This

life is a blast
gunshots crack
bodies break
mouths agape

eyes wide open
mouths sewn shut
ears full of lies
hearts full of hate

sun is setting now
tempers calming down
water down my throat
i don't dare to hope

this will all end
when i repent my sins
my box is in the ground
with people all around

some cry tears
as i am lowered from ere
my body laid to rest
i hope my soul is blessed

standing guard at the gates
longing the wait
to return again
to cleanse the earth of its sin