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still confused just talk | you want to know the
facts ask | I will tell you all
regret won’t let go | like you got what you deserve | loss and
confusion
find inner courage | channel it outward for change | fire burns
deep down
mezcalito | habla en tu oído | susurra hondo |
tu nombre en el aire | un pájaro que vuela
cloud-walker whispers | to four winds about trances |
she finds herself in |
satiable dreaming tricks her | out on the ledge once
again
rainy and cold | today her smile becomes the sun | tomorrow's
flowers
strong light inside | hearts that pay love forward | a beacon
for rainy days
he was her country | but now she is an exile | looking for new
roots
one who lost | someone they loved then found | past catches up
to present
what you question | may be a good thing or not | where you go is
key
moving slow slow-mo | bullets returned every gun | holstered
forever | every spirit enters life | again there can be sweet peace
For Lo ॐ
your bright eyes good luck | charms a bunch of cilantro | into a
pot we cook good | never forget those we love | together beautiful heart
wildblue agave | people hear your sound wisdom | in a jaguar cup
come up to my house | la casa azul so blue | without
you I'm lost
does he think of her | when voices of trains call him | down
those lonely tracks | or in the full light of once | upon a time a blue moon
laying down track | to forget yesterdays | going towards
tomorrows
coatl querido | your beautiful shed skin | to wear
with pride
arms and legs flailing | whipping up spirals of love |
twist and shout
false Spring blanketed | frosty by late-winter snows |
as daffodils dance
veils of other worlds | blessing us with their
presence | sheer skirts of angels
magic a woman | luminescent | with boundless incantations
|
her core sunk deep in the earth | from there she rises
like fire
fresh day sun comes out | to play with people of earth | smiling
✿
didn't know how to act | now that they were back being | twenty
at sixty
when we become hollow bones | spirit enters | makes
itself at home |
we speak words of home | the place we were before here
| and shall return once more
many masks worn | to slog through black/white worlds |
where grey matters most
mouths of mine open | snap at ridiculousness | on how
people act |
without the slightest thinking | new provocateurs
moving a house | doesn't fold in on itself | like a circus tent
in the orchard | bones percolate messages | that
reaches beyond
scary how you push | people away with your past | a master at it
starry skies the eyes | of my ancestars smiling | keep
watch over me
she rolls poetry | incantations into love | to help change the
world
bella Havana | I miss you | hasta siempre
poems copyright © 2014 Odilia Galván Rodríguez.
All Rights Reserved.
