To have and not to hold

I have found it and it flows like a river with waters that run deep and calm. I have found it and this river is clean. It harbors abundant life. I have found it and even from afar its memory brings me a smile. Its heart is a safe haven for my heart. There is no need...

No love – a poem

broken love is no love casual love, no love circumstantial love, no love conformist love, no love convenient love, no love enclosed love, no love gutless love, no love hungry love is no love lonely love, no love neglected love, no love passionless love, no love...

The excuse

I'm not your love; the one who keeps you up at night staring at the ceiling. I'm the one you took for granted when you thought you could do better. Now you know that "better" is loving and being loved. I'm the one who talks back; who didn't compromise essence for...

Talk to you – a poem

Fogged windows talk to you muted sorrows speak of you paralyzed beings reach for you Heart and soul call for you Come to me, unlike the first time: scared cat, scarred, rebound Come to me conscious, open grinning, wise Come to me love that is ever-fresh,...

The old man with the pipe

I bought an outfit for an event I'm not going to attend I keep waiting for someone who never said "I'll come back" Keep peeling so someone else can suck Keep sharpening and never sharp I keep wanting, but I'm not able to And I'm not sure if I should join you Not sure...

Mending vs. throwing away

Tonight I mended some of my clothing. While I was doing this, I remenbered how I used to be opposed to fixing anything that broke. Even my favorite shoes, when they broke, I'd throw them away, get them out of my sight ASAP like a contagious disease. I believe I got to...

And I look for you Poem

The city is bustling with dirt and sound, helmets and feet; and I look for you. My dreams were blurry, passed by asking something strange... dressed out of context, wake up and look for you. Look for you, knowing exactly where you are; knowing that your life is off...

La raiz que te habita – poema

Pablito was a fellow poetry blogger who showed up on my blog in 2007 and called me his muse. He gave me small writing challenges I used as exercise. I didn't know much about Pablito, but believe he was a literature student... had to be. While I was someone writing to...

Casita de pájaro

Cuando cesa la música solo queda el silencio. No es lo mismo tocar como tu, que ser tu. Los momentos perfectos no pueden replicarse. Es injusto medir el presente con cinta del pasado. Este traje no me sirve, pero es el único que tengo. O me lo pongo o me desnudo....

Momentos

Cerré los ojos y al abrirlos encontré tu sonrisa; y al tomarme de mano me guiabas en un círculo de danzas en el pasto de esa pequeña loma en la cual, sólo minutos antes, las vacas comían en tranquilidad. Respiré sociego y empaté tu sonrisa, sintiendo gozo... del tipo...

Lecciones de amor

Aprendí a mirarte sin ruidos; a apreciarte sin tenerte, a acariciarte sin manos, a hablarte sin voz. Aprendí a diseñar pensamientos lindos, programas avanzados que se desplazan hacia ti. Entendí que siempre estarás, y que está bien. Te limpié un cuarto en un rincón...

El viejo y la pipa – poema

El Viejo y la Pipa Compré un traje para una fiesta a la que no fui invitado. Estoy esperando a alguien que no quedó en llegar. Sigo aquí, pelando pa' que otro chupe; amolando y siempre boto, queriendo y no pudiendo. Y no sé si querré ir a ese lugar de donde no llegan...

Provocative writing

Update to June 2013: Paul Knopfler, the poet whose writing I refer to in this post cancelled his blog a few years ago, never to be heard from again - so the link to the full version of "The Consumer's Manifesto" will not work. However, read on to the comment session...

Tu maldición – poema

  No es una playa vacía, sino el agua que está fría. No es la neblina eterna, sino la cama sin piernas. No es un brujo en San Juan fumando cigarros con velones prendidos y fotografías al revés. No es una muñeca vudú comprada en eBay, punzanda en tus partes que no te...

Bayou con Dios

Departed swampy lands in search for brighter scenery. Alligators with mouths wide open craved your joy. In that murky water you left your shackles, tears and filth. Lighter now, you get buried on that crystal sand beach. You shed your body, but the energetic trash...

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Of mantras and eternal love

I keep your letter; four pages of lengthy stream. Because anything worth saying is worth repeating. You said. I love you. I love you? I love you! Like a mantra, repeated over and over until it wills you into a trance. Like a bond; a fragile note reminiscent of...

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Ode to impermanence

Sway to the bittersweet ballad of beautiful things coming to an end. The melancholy of joy intermixed with sorrow Parting from a presence that will never leave you Saying goodbye to yourself Move to the beat of impermanence, tears of joy in a static embrace. The...

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Casita de pájaro

Cuando cesa la música solo queda el silencio. No es lo mismo tocar como tu, que ser tu. Los momentos perfectos no pueden replicarse. Es injusto medir el presente con cinta del pasado. Este traje no me sirve, pero es el único que tengo. O me lo pongo o me desnudo....

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Bird house – a poem

When the music stops there's dreadful silence. Someone who sounds like you is not you. Blissful moments cannot be replicated. It's unfair to measure the present with yesterday's tape. This suit does not fit, but it's the only clothes I have. It's either this or being...

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The word

Words are cheap, but invaluable when they speak of the abundance of the heart. Emotions are male, aggressive rapists impregnating the mind. Thoughts bud like daffodils early Spring. Some bloom, others perish with their essence inside. But the mind is always pregnant,...

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Losing you

  Missing you is hearing your drums when I play my guitar. It's picturing curls as I drive in my car. It's grasping for air. It's batting the wind. Having you is sweetly fictitious for truth is a bummer; as actual as Olaf  in the dead of summer. It is fleeting....

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Becoming

I have poetry in my heart from the beauty I've seen, from the lives I've lived, from the loves I've loved. I've got waves of wonder pouring out of my heart, with stretches of blue,white and gold sand. I've got serenity in sea... the sound of movement, deep breaths,...

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The excuse

I'm not your love; the one who keeps you up at night staring at the ceiling. I'm the one you took for granted when you thought you could do better. Now you know that "better" is loving and being loved. I'm the one who talks back; who didn't compromise essence for...

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Essentials

Take the words and leave me breath Take the house and leave my home Take the passion and leave my love Take me in pieces and leave me whole Grab the rocks and leave the strength Search for beginnings and leave the ends Grab the flower and let it rain Essentials Let...

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