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April Senryū 2011
day at the beach | she seeks sand solace | a balance of sun and breeze
no time for Royal weddings | while people die | in dirty wars |
or starve to death | all that money spent for show
full of sun | a day for ceremony | people smile brightly
terracotta dreams | a desert vessel full | of pure crystalline rain
indelible | that tattoo of you on me | indigo
chiles poblanos | roasted on a hot comal | smoke out the house green
tonight after scorched day cools | there'll be rajas con crema
sidewalk skillets | sun shines down it's merciless | smile of bleached white bite
indigo birds sing | new flowers into being | love into the world
decisions of heart | not reasoned with ones head | must be felt inward
predestined to bloom | her road was not too rocky | when she stayed on path
Milky Way vision | starfish in deepest sky sea | cloudy waves dancing
all roads lead homeward | a bowl of sky filled with stars | maps, our heads and hearts
desecrate no more | the bones of our ancestors | buried in red earth
if we united | what a force we could be | for justice and peace ♥
nuclear power | unclean for eternity | equals death not light
a delicate map | indelible indigo | on butterfly wings
no one stops Pink Moon | she grows ripe mirroring us | as seasons flow past
grackle cantata | early morning car alarms | summoning the sun
canto un tango | sueño bailar contigo | en las sombras
I sing a tango | and dream of dancing with you | in the shadows
stars shine through pin holes | comfort in the mesh of dreams | night's velvet fabric
sun seared sidewalks | bones bleached similarly | desirous of dusk
hammock dreams | up in the air feeling grounded | bare feet on smooth tiles
ancient books of fate | helped reveal destinies | remedy bad fortune
estranged arrangements | some distances can heal hearts | letting it all go
milky bathwater | dye tracing a path of death | this ocean once life
thunder beings ring | indigo sky in the arbor | waiting to dance
this is not water | burning, or a mushroom cloud... | it is a beautiful rose |
trying to make sense | of all the madness
flurry fever dreams | to right wrongs of centuries | when chickens come home
with Spring comes sorrow | borrowed from Winter's storms | that lingered too long
wheel of the world turns | what is coming has been cast | a day in and out
© Odilia Galván Rodríguez, 2011
