in the woods

Photo by Lillian

rays of light

break through trees

morning sighs

forest green

grass awakes

our senses

it is here

we find peace

in our hearts

 

- A tricube poem written for dVerse Poetics: Let's Take a Walk in the Woods

can we...

can we paint the sky

in starburst hues

can we forget the worries

that dots our daily lives

can we slumber with stars

as the moon razzles us

with her beauty once last time

- Written for dVerse Poetics: Who has a sweet-tooth?.  I used the following candy names: Starburst, Milky Way and Razzles.

estrenar

the old clothes and shoes

she peeled off and put on 

her new spring dress to

match her glowing face

when they saw her as 

she estrenar down the street

they were enamored by

her mesmerizing perfume

she simply smiled as she

collected their compliments

into her heavy purse

- Written for dVerse Poetics: I Have No Word in English For.  I chose the word "estrenar" which in Spanish means to premiere, or to wear or use for the very first time.  

no door will hold me back

Georgia O’Keeffe, A Piece of Wood I (1942), oil on canvas, 

Georgia O’Keeffe Museum, gift of The Burnett Foundation

small brown circles 

stand before my eyes

letting my mind drift 

into haunting questions

I had toiled and pour

my heart out completely

reaching this moment

a hard-fought battle

I know deserved the 

praises and gifts

despite what other said

a person like me doesn’t 

deserve to be here

but I have shattered 

glass ceilings that had

been cracked by others

I now stand tall before

this door that will not

hold me back

- Written for dVerse Poetics: In other words  Poem inspired by "A Piece of Wood I" by Georgia O'Keefe.

what lies within truth

I have been writing poetry for years

I dye my hair constantly

I sometimes second guess my decisions

I loathe all politics

Covid has dampened my traveling muse

I am always the life of the party

I still have hope in this crazy world

- Written for dVerse Poetics: April Fools

time

time

is the train that you always

seem to be chasing

time

is the blooming flowers that

in time will wither away

time

is the laughter of children

a reminder of youthful days

time

is the deep ocean waves

that carry us far and away

time 

is a kiss sparking a love story 

you never want to end

- My attempt at dVerse Poetics: Personifying The Abstract

washing dishes

she stands at the sink

filling the dishpan with 

hot water and Dawn soap

he is siting in the living room

falling asleep watching the news

she scrubs each glass and dish 

the moon her only company

the water runs down the drain

but she doesn’t see the suds

only the years that are now gone

- My attempt for the prompt at dVerse Poetics: Reimagining the Familiar

Funny enough this is the second poem I wrote about washing dishes for a prompt.  My previous poem was posted in August 2018 here entiled "as she washed dishes".

joy

your smile

dazzling eyes

brings such joy

to my life

I dream this 

love will last 

until we 

fade into 

light stardust

- A tricube poem written for dVerse Poetics: Choose Joy

I don't want to forget

I don’t want to forget 

my mother’s perfume, 

my father’s steady hands

or my brother’s laughter

I don’t want to forget

the first kiss under moonlight

the way my heart quickened

under the gaze of his brown eyes

I don’t want to forget

standing beneath the Eiffel Tower

riding the Tube in London

or viewing the Caribbean Sea

I don’t want to forget

all the good times 

not allow them to fade due to 

heartbreak or disappointment 

I don’t want to forget

I don’t want to forget

- Written for dVerse Poetics: Of Mantras, Repetita Juvant

as the leaves fall

under skies

cobalt blue

the leaves fall

in hues of

orange, red

yellow, brown

and my heart

thinks of you 

that last kiss

now fading

away like

summer’s bliss

- Written for dVerse Poetics: Fall (in) love

a ghazal for the sea

the sounds of seagulls greet us

as we drive closer to the sea

white foamy waves await our arrival

to dive deep into cerulean blue sea

children collect seashells on white sands 

oblivious to the mysteries of the sea

unlike fisherman casting nets to catch fish,

their livelihood dependent upon the sea

I dream of us under moonlight

listening to roaring waves of the sea

Maria tosses a bottle holding a message 

with hope to cross the sea

- Written for dVerse Poetics: By the Beautiful Sea.  I decieded to try my hand at the Ghazal poetry form which I have been reading about over the summer.  Let me know what you think.

eclipse

we watch the blue sky

turn into midnight blue

as the moon pass the sun

holding hands we take in 

the beauty of the universe

imprinting it into memory

time seemed to stand still

then the sky lightens and 

the sun returns to our faces

- Written for dVerse Poetics: Writing "something beautiful".  This poem was inspired by the artwork "The Eclipse" (1970) by artist Alma Thomas, Smitsonian American Art Museum.  

pose

she could feel

all their eyes

over her skin

the judgmental stares

imprinting false labels

to her name

in the dark

her heart broken

she shed tears

one sunny day

she found light

erasing her shame

her crown upright

and skin bare

she freely poses

Art by Catrin Welz-Stein

- Written for dVerse Poetics: Feeling a Bit Nostalgic Today!  My poem was inspired by the art piece shown above by artist Catrin Welz-Stein.

wandering

I wander the night sky

looking for that one star

to hold and cherish it

in the palms of my hands

in dreams I drift coast to coast

to find you, my true one,

in smiling sunsets waiting

to embrace my heart

- Written for dVerse Poetics: Pilgrimmage, Wandering and Walkabout 

love versus fate

beautiful eyes

like a golden dawn

lingers in his dreams

for so long

silver smiles

was a love call

to her yearning heart

from the start

fate’s sentinel

watches from afar

cuts the lines clean

with no regard

- Written for dVerse Poetics: Daffy for Daffodils, Sprung for Spring.  I used the following daffodil variety names: beautiful eyes, golden dawn, silver smiles, love call and sentinel

leaping into dreams

she leaps into dreams

of golden sunrises

over a field of lilacs

she dances with butterflies

until blue twilight arrives

to carry her to songs

of moon and stars

- Written for dVerse Poetics Tuesday - 2024 Poets Leaping

letter to my first best friend

dear friend,

do you remember how we became
friends in elementary school
sitting in your bedroom listening
to Debbie Gibson, camping in a tent
in your backyard or riding in the
back of your mom’s van

do you remember riding on the
bus with me on a Friday afternoon
we played with dolls in my bedroom,
mom taking us to see Batman movie,
or staying up late so I could expose
you to Showtime at the Apollo

these are things I try to recall
instead of how we drifted apart –
you were held back a grade
we both started making new friends
before you moved away without
a proper goodbye

I wonder where you are now
what adventures life has brought you
maybe one day we can reconnect –
perhaps Facebook could help –
or our friendship will remain
a long ago memory

- Written for dVerse Poetics: For the love of letters

warm soup in autumn

cool rains in autumn
chases away hot summer
chicken noodle soup
fills our bellies with warm thoughts
at the leaves change to brown

- Written for dVerse Poetics: Time for Soup!

the bridge that lies between us

in dreams I run across a bridge
to fall into your waiting arms

I thought love would be enough
to bridge the gap that grew between us

but those valleys run deep and
your voice echoes against the
high cliffs that now separates us

- Written for dVerse Poetics: Building Bridges

a sibling bond

my brother and I
two of a kind
on opposite spectrums
yet still have a bond

when I was younger
I often made wishes
you were normal and
not the strange one

but in passing years
I gained to accept you
just as you are –
completely special

when we enter twilight
I will hold fond memories
to keep my heart going
when you are gone

- Written for and inspired by dVerse Poetics: Siblings, the ties that bind and gag