Huyana

There are marks upon his forearms
Where she had desperately clung to life.
She finally releases her iron grip
and takes one last breath.

Zigzags and triangles around her eyes
gently shift as tension and despair fade,
melting into innocent peace.

He curls the locks of her auburn hair
around his rough and callused fingers.
Shimmering tears force their way
down his dusty cheeks.

He smoothes the folds of her dress
and delicately touches the beads
encircling her slender neck.
The beads that he had tied so lovingly
around her on the day they met.

A faint cry startles him,
stirring his heart from his reverie,
and he looks down at the
baby wrapped in his arms.

In a soft voice, he whispers,
You shall be Huyana,
For your were born under
the falling rain of my tears.



Written Tuesday, January 31, 2012 - 3:15pm

Seconds

Sitting motionless
So still that I can barely feel
My hands resting on my knees

So deep is this sorrow
So broken, this heart.

This great divide of humanity.

Like a small cherry sapling
barely grasping roots to soil,
and with one gust, the autumn wind
carries me away.

Such fragile trust in the human soul.

Years to build, seconds to smash.



Written Sunday, January 29, 2012 - 2:59pm

Sweet Little Peas

Unbelievable, inconceivable,
To witness the clashing of spirits,
the tempers flaring in full force,
about petty and trivial things.

It seems we've gotten a glimpse
of a couple of five-year olds
fighting about who gets to play
in the sandbox today.

Flinging fistfuls into the air,
limbs and arms extending in defense,
forgetting wise words that
admonish us not to speak in anger.

And how did these sweet little peas
find their way into the liquor cabinet, anyway?



Written Saturday, January 28, 2102 - 2:54am

Too Thin

Spreading myself too thin.

Downward glance and I can feel
this tightness in my chest
of doubt, and disappointment,
like slow drops of lead
leaking hard and thick.

Heavy sigh.

Spreading myself too thin.

When what I really want
is just some genuine
closeness.

Perhaps a million acquaintances
cannot make up for a few good friends.

Spreading myself too thin.



Written Thursday, January 26, 2012 - 12:41am

Lover

Tus ojos arden como un rico café
Arremolinándose en un baño de crema
Déjame sumergirme en ellos
Y disfrutar tu sabor

Tu aroma dulce llena mis pulmones
Y puedo saborearte en mi lengua
Déjame quedar cerca de ti
Y ponder mi mejilla en tu cuello

Tu piel brilla con tonos dorados
Con el aroma de la brisa del mar
Déjame acariciarte suavemente
Y disfrutar la calidez de tu sol




Written in English Tuesday, January 24, 2012 - 10:29am
Translated to Spanish Tuesday, January 26, 2016

Paps

I've always wondered what you do
When you leave the room so I can change
Into that thin blue gown in preparation
For the uncomfortable but necessary
Annual check-up.

I feel as though you must have some
Very important things to do
Like reading journal articles or
Phoning other doctors for advice.

But you're probably just standing
At the reception desk
Chatting about your weekend
And flipping thorough a random
Magazine from the waiting room.

Or maybe you're starting into space
Thinking about your next vacation.

Cold hard plastic between thighs.

I'm glad it's only once a year.



Written Monday, January 23, 2012 - 3:30pm

Sunday

take my hand in yours
i'm craving your warmth
the softness of your skin
melting into mine

let me curl your hair
around my fingers
and scratch your head
until you moan

welcome to lazy sunday
a chance to breathe slowly
and look deep into the eyes
that echo the song in your heart



Written Sunday, January 22, 2012 - 8:33am

Happy Birthday Jasper!

You are growing up so fast
Your little head glows white blonde
As you bob between pillows and blankets
Chasing the cat with your unsteady steps
And grabbing a fistful of fur in those
Tiny, squishy pink hands of yours.

With a furrowed brow, you toss
Inquisitive looks at this brown rectangle
With a bright red maraschino ball
and a lone wax sentinel burning gold.
All eyes fixed on you and voices
In unison chanting a celebratory song.
And at last you dive your hands
into gooey chocolatey goodness.



Written Saturday, January 21, 2012 - 10:46pm

Drama

Let's have some drama, girls!
'Cause you don't seem to think
you have enough to satisfy
your craving for it.

Let's work up tension, girls!
'Cause there's no better way
to push your pulse up to
your throat, now is there?

Let's all roll up those sleeves
and see just what we're made of.
Past that sugar in your smile,
it's gritty, salty, briny bile.

Let's flex those muscles, girls!
It's time to show those cats
how inflated you can get
when your foot becomes a step.

Let's all just take a breath.
Yes, you can uncross those eyes
and realize we're sisters, girls!
Work together, take the world!



Written Friday, January 20, 2012 - 3:20pm

Snow

Snow squalls
Emerging in ice and wind
To bask in pale skies again
Reminding me it's winter

You have been absent this year
and perhaps rather than fear
It has been a pleasure keeping you
Up north and floating free

Today you decided to visit again
Wrapping your chilly arms
Around the lakes and trees
Creating havoc on the streets



Written Thursday, January 19, 2012 - 11:40am

Come

come

behold as

this glowing orb

penetrating my pupils

delighting my inner core

invigorating each of my cells

the warmth is on my forehead

spreading to all fibres of my being

despite the winter-grey skies above

inside this sun is shining hard and bright

inside this sun is shining hard and bright

despite the winter-grey skies above

spreading to all fibres of my being

the warmth is on my forehead

invigorating each of my cells

delighting my inner core

penetrating my pupils

this glowing orb

behold as i

come

Written Wednesday, January 18, 2012 - 9:03am 

Oh January

Oh January
Month of birthdays and rebirth
Celebrations of life and life eternal

The ancient clock is winding up
for another cycle round the sun
and we shout to the night sky
wrap our hands around the stars
breathing deeply of newness
and planting our feet firmly
on the golden path forward

Oh January
Month of birthdays and rebirth
Celebrations of life and life eternal



Written Monday, January 16, 2012 - 3:51pm

Nothing like it

There is nothing like the joy you feel
when you lose yourself in music.
It wells up from deep within
and bursts through every
crack and crevice of your soul,
filling you with intensity and passion.
This invisible power that makes you want
to cry, to laugh, to jump, to dance, to scream.

And for that moment
you have true clarity,
leaving behind all the
unnecessary heaviness
in exchange for a
grand benevolence,
that unites you with
all the beautiful spirits
on this green earth.



Written Thursday, January 14, 2016 - 2:01pm

Surrounded

The heat from this winter sun
wraps around my neck
like your close embrace

The mist so thick
that the mountain edges fade
into the pale blue sky

So much beauty that
I have to catch my breath
or I might miss it

My feet tingle as I were
wading slowly into an ocean
stepping gingerly over
smooth rocks and pebbles

Now knee-deep, diving in,
refreshed not by water
but your immense love.



Written Tuesday, January 12, 2016 - 1:51pm

For a minute

Take a deep breath
Anticipation igniting the air
Bodies tense with readiness as
limbs prepare for graceful movements.

The heavy pounding of blood
that rushes past eardrums and
courses through veins to give
life and vitality to shining eyes.

Waiting behind the curtain is
the best moment of the show
and then the music starts
to bring you through the haze

and you're standing in a gym
with fifty ladies in a zumba class
but for a minute,
you were stars.



Written Wednesday, January 11, 2012 - 9:15am

Winter Sun

Love in all forms
Spread your expansive arms
across the cerulean sky
As we humble creatures begin to awake
with torpid scratching at the dirt
To reach the surface and
embrace your blinding light.



Written Tuesday, January 10, 2012 - 11:24am

Obsession

Vibrations seducing
Sounds so sweet
They become painful
Shivers lift my skin
Like a naked landscape
of pale porcelain
Until I can hardly breathe
Look at what you do to me
With your hands
With your music
Opus 1 Number 1



Written Monday, January 9, 2012 - 6:55pm

The Blonde

It's 1:07am
on a Friday night and you're
getting her number
the blonde that's captured your
undivided attention tonight
salsa music pulsing through
the red metallic door
and you're counting something
on your fingers and flashing
that devilish smile
and just like that
she disappears
into the night




Written Saturday, January 9, 2016 - 1:07am

So deep

So deep is your love
It's hard to believe
the bleeding will ever stop
If I ever lose you,
If you ever lose me.
The burning delight of your touch
will always remain on my skin.



Written Sunday, January 8, 2012 - 11:44pm

Haiku

Haiku, Me and You
We share a love that is true
as the sky is blue



Written Saturday, January 7, 2012 - 11:08pm

Frost

Beauty in the eye beholds
a yellowbird that chides and scolds
of coming frost that greets the day
and warns the bird to fly away



Written Wednesday, January 6, 2016 - 8:43am

Fresh Air

You make me want to leave the house
Walk out the door and
Breathe fresh air into my lungs
because the air is direct,
Pure, honest and life-giving.
When I have had my fill,
I can come back inside
to your house of secrets.



Written Monday, January 2, 2012 - 11:32am

New Year

Happiness
Like a blossoming flower
Arrives
with freshness of the new year
Encircling my heart with
the warmth of a thousand
radiant candles
Lighting a new path
Saturated with hope



Written Sunday, January 1, 2012 - 9:45pm